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Kamira rubbed her temples in a vain attempt to ease the tension in her head. Three days of organizing former students and teachers of high magic made her regret once more that she didn’t walk out of the High Towers the moment Yoreus fell. If only the demons weren’t coming. If only she hadn’t made the city vulnerable with her actions. If only she cared less about Kaighal and people who lived in it. But she didn’t have only one friend and no obligations anymore, and she had to clean up her own mess. Even if it meant performing all the duties of the first archmage and dealing with people she’d rather avoid… Like the two men and a woman who were approaching her. She forced a courteous smile as they stopped in front of her.
Gildya members wore matching robes, as ornate as they were impracti
