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"Now Run," Caspian shouted.

CLANK!

The world flipped upside down.

Caspian barely had time to register the impact before he was flying through the air.

A sharp, stinging pain erupted across his face, and for a brief moment, his thoughts blurred into static.

THUD.

He crashed into one of the farthest seating areas, the wind knocked out of his lungs.

The taste of iron spread in his mouth as he pushed himself up, a mixture of shock and irritation flashing across his face.

"Who the fuck—" Caspian started, wiping his mouth as he looked up.

And then he froze.

Standing there, her emerald eyes burning with fury, was a woman with flowing green hair.

Her presence alone made the air tense.

An elf.

No—not just any elf.

Arianna.

His teacher.

Realization hit like a hammer.

She closed the distance in an instant.

SLAP!