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Z didn’t sleep that night. She couldn’t afford to close her eyes because, every time she did, her memories would start to play in her head. It’s making her nuts. She guessed it had something to do with Luis reading a fragment of her past while they were in the middle of the fight. Who would’ve thought that his prowess still irked her even though he’s already gone? In a way, Luis triumphed as well, considering how much weight he’d left for her.
When four in the morning strikes, Z took the time to write a letter for the Nobles. She would now leave them for good. It was a nice experience being with them, but she still needed to observe two more classes. The war’s fast approaching. They might be ignorant to its calls, but Z could feel it drawing nearer, its rotting hands reaching out to them.
While writing, Z was suddenly reminded of the Council Members in the headmaster’s office. Good thing she prepared a ghoul who she molde
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