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As his hand touched the cover, the "zip" of static electricity didn't just sting his fingertips—it raced through his entire body. The room vanished. The library vanished. There was only the light, the heat, and the sudden, terrifying realization that once you find what's hidden, you can never truly go back to the light. They reached the iron-bound door at the very
She held up a heavy, rusted key—the one she’d swiped from the caretaker’s belt while he was distracted by a well-placed illusion. They were here for the Liber Umbrarum , a book that supposedly didn't exist, containing secrets the Academy had spent centuries trying to bury. "Inside," she urged
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