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... aunt a sharpened knife aimed squarely at Vritra's countless flaws.
Sunlight streamed through the classroom window, illuminating dust particles dancing in the air, a stark contrast to the oppressive atmosphere that had settled over the classroom.
Vritra slumped in his chair. His long deep black hair, falling like a curtain over his forehead, obscuring his left eye appearing a bit messy. He wore slightly baggy clothes that made him look skinny and weak though that couldn't have bee ...
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