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... walked through the courtyard at an unhurried pace, the stone tiles beneath my boots faintly cool despite the morning light spilling down from above. The air carried the familiar scent of dust, steel, and lingering mana. From where I stood, I could already see them. The heroes, I mean.
They were back.
Back in the open grounds, back under the sun, back where they belonged, weapons in hand and bodies in motion.
They had returned to training.
At first glance, it almos ...
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