Chapter 117 The Crack Beneath the Ice

POV: Vaelis

The sparring arena sat carved into the Spire's deepest courtyard, stone walls rising high around us, Spire students lining the upper balconies in silent, watchful rows.

"This is supposed to build goodwill," Seraphine muttered beside me, eyeing the arrangement warily. "It feels consider...

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