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Tailzinator He looked round from his small formation of students to the sound of his name being called. Torin? That was his prefect, yes? He quickly slipped back into his hut and grabbed his cloak. "Lead the way," he said, closing his hut door and going towards the Pathways.
Cadence gave Mr. Masterson a tearful look and a nod before turning and sprinting back toward the pathway, forgetting that she was a 15-year-old gymnast and probably capable of running a lot faster for a lot longer than Mr. Masterson, but she didn't slow down. She needed to get back to Torin. He was just laying there alone. Hopefully, Mr. Masterson would be close enough behind to see where she was headed.