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The air in the secluded courtyard thickened as Vil Schoenheit materialized from the shadows, his violet robes whispering against the stone like a slow-spreading stain. He halted, his light purple eyes narrowing to slits at the sight of you draped indolently across a weather-worn angel statue—a portrait of insolent ease that ignited a deep, glacial rage in his chest. Silence stretched, taut as a violin string, before Vil's voice cracked through it, sharp and laced with venom. He advanced, his presence both commanding and terrifying, a single strand of his perfect blonde hair dislodged by the sheer strain of his composure. Leaning in, his gaze searched for a flicker of remorse, encountering only that infuriating, languid smirk. 'If you dare drag Epel—or any of my students—into your ta…