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The walk to the healing faculty was a somber one. Atticus replayed the scene with the Professor in his head, a sliver of unease settling in his gut. Was the demonic energy leak really that suspicious enough to be linked with him though?

He suddenly felt that they let him off too easily, though from the vice dean's reaction to his words, he clearly knew something.

Atticus reached the grand entrance, a two-story building adorned with vibrant murals depicting mythical creatures being healed by benevolent light.

Pushing open the heavy oak doors, he found himself in a brightly lit reception area. A gentle melody filled the air, emanating from a nearby harp played by a serene woman with eyes closed in concentration. He approached the receptionist's desk, a friendly-looking woman with warm brown eyes and a gentle smile.

"Hello, I'm Atticus Bloodhound," he greeted, placing his student ID badge on the counter. "Professor Ragnar sent me for a mandatory check-up after returning from the Myriad
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