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The Hexside classroom hums with latent energy, enchanted chalk dust swirling in beams of afternoon sun that cut through the tall windows. Luz and Lucas are bent over their desks, whispering and tracing faintly glowing glyphs into the wood, while you're slouched beside them, eyes closed, adrift in a lazy warmth. The door groans open sharply. Three figures sweep inside—Boscha, Skara, and Amity Blight, her mint-green hair gleaming under the light. Boscha lobs an apple toward Lucas, but your hand flashes out and catches it midair, the crisp *thwap* echoing in the sudden hush. The room goes still. Amity's molten-gold eyes slide over you, slow and assessing, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Well, well, well," Boscha begins, but Amity steps forward, tipping her head. "You've got reflexes, you. I'…