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Author's POV
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"Move!" The guards shoved Azarios forward as he resisted, pleading with The Priestess.
"Please, I will make it right," he said, but the guards dragged him away, issuing warnings. Tears blurred Azarios's vision as they led him towards the exit, knowing this was it for him.
Just as they reached the entrance, the door snapped open, and his heart stopped at the sight of the person who entered—Mr. Linden Jacobs, the head of Crestwood Campus.
Dizzy and stumbling in the guards' grip, Azarios looked at him, everything around him blurring in shock. His mind raced, but the guards slapped him at the back of his head, ordering him to move and forcing him to tear his gaze away from Mr. Jacobs.
At that moment, it dawned on Azarios tha
