The air in the Argent Spire’s underground chamber was cold enough to bite through flesh. This was the interrogation room of the Disciplinary Committee. Seven seats, arranged for the enforcers of the academy’s rules, faced a pane of invisible glass. Beyond it, those awaiting judgment sat in silence, anticipating their fate.
"Why were the two fighting?" the Chairwoman asked.
"I don't know yet," I replied.
The Chairwoman occupied the first and
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