He didn’t return to school the next day.

  Or the next.

  Or the next.

  For six months, he trained.

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  Every day, he pushed his body beyond its limits, unlocking the secrets buried within the knowledge he had absorbed.

  Techniques that no human should wield, skills that belonged to legends and myths—they were now his to master.

  And all the while, El Sharkawy said nothing.

  Because he had known.

  He had allowed it.

  The student had stepped onto a path few could ever return from.

  And the real test had only just begun.