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The night air felt heavier now, as though it carried the weight of an unspoken truth. Abby could feel it - a tension threading through the clearing, tightening around her chest. Marla had promised a "real trial," and something in Abby's gut told her this wouldn't be like the others. Not a sparring match. Not a test of strength or endurance. This wa