Legendary figures were bound to possess legendary souls.
Christmas was over. A new term, a new year.
Hoffa gathered his resolve and set out anew.
But this time, he would no longer wait for fate to dictate his life. He would actively seek out battle.
This concerned his spirit, his fate.
In just a few words, that dark personality, Miller, had already become his inner demon. If he could not defeat her, Hoffa felt there would be no hope for him for the rest of his life.
He could only muddle through life, accomplishing nothing.
And the first thing Hoffa had to do was understand her.
On the first day classes resumed in the new term, Miranda still did not come to Charms class.
In that class, Gorshak did not deduct a single point, nor did he even mention it.
During class, Hoffa could see the dark circles and exhaustion hidden beneath the old man's eyes. He was no longer as energetic as before.
What had happened that night at Christmas had dealt him quite a blow as well.
After class, Hoffa did not leave immediately. He stood and walked over to Adbe Gorshak.
"Professor, wait a moment."
Gorshak gave him a surprised look and stopped.
Argeleia gave him a slight nod. The students streamed past him, and eventually only Hoffa and Gorshak remained in the classroom.
This was the first time Hoffa had been alone with Professor Gorshak since Christmas.
"I want to know about Miranda," Hoffa said bluntly, ignoring Gorshak's stunned expression.
"I want to know why she destroyed the teleportation array, and how that Miller came to be."
It took Gorshak quite a while to react. He took two steps, then sat on a nearby desk with his fingers interlaced.
"Do you know what you're saying?"
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