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... thunder, not her venom.
"Ignoring me?" Vera said, her voice echoing in a sweet, poisoned dart. "No wonder everyone neglected you!"
Leon tapped the screen. The datapad showed his seventh sprint time: three minutes, forty-eight seconds. He had maybe ten minutes left to log enough runs.
Sudden wind blew between them, raising two small green leaves.
He finally looked at her.
Vera stood like a portrait of curated pity. "I heard about your... condition."
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