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Vaelia

How dare he?

That bastard.

I want to turn away, to keep running and pretend I didn’t see it. But my body refuses to move. My blood boils, fury burning through every vein. How dare he lay his hands on my people—my people. I can’t ignore this. I won’t.

Without thinking, I spin on my heel and sprint back toward the building, my feet pounding against the ground. I don’t care about getting caugh