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Chapter 63 - Evolving the Storm

Mid-morning light spilled through the narrow window of Darius's shared dorm, a golden glow cutting through the clutter of the small room he shared with Kai and Aiden. The space was a chaotic blend of their lives—books teetered on a worn wooden desk, their pages curling with age; a cracked inkpot sat beside a pile of crumpled notes; and magical trinkets, scavenged from training sessions, glowed faintly on shelves, casting soft hues of blue and violet across the stone walls. Kai's bed was a mess of tangled blankets, evidence of his early departure, likely to roam the academy grounds before dawn. Aiden's bed, neatly made, stood empty, its owner probably lost in the library, chasing light magic theories. Darius was alone, the quiet a rare gift on this rest day, the air tinged with the musty scent of old books, the faint hum of mana from the trinkets, and the creak of weathered floorboards underfoot.

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