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Flora doesn't look at me until the end of the Combat exam. As the last pair finishes their fight, she bolts off her seat immediately. If she wasn't acting like a b***h, before she gave me a chance to meet me, I might even feel sorry for her. I stand up, excited to relieve the fight with my friends. We're already grouping up, starting a conversation, when I hear the Professor call me. »Miss Io, come here,« he tells me in his usual bored tone. We all share a surprised look, but in the end I nod at them assuredly, making them leave without me. I turn to Professor Callirrhoe with curiosity. »Yes, Professor?« I ask. I don't particularly like the man. He's never showed much interest in helping me make some progress with my fighting skills, even when he saw, that I was struggling. »Yo