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Something was definitely up, and Leonard could sense it. If he didn't have the power to restore his freedom or his family's glory, he'd have to create it.
However, for some reason, walking to the library every day felt heavier. He could feel the stares digging into his soul. Still, eager enough, he ignored them all and focused on his purpose for each visit.
During the past few days at the Academy, which was in the middle of a semestral break, Leonard had been focused on recovering—or rather, learning the basics of life on this floor. He had found some information, though most of it wasn't particularly eye-catching, except for one key detail.
