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I returned to my room and saw a familiar face. "Brother Hector?"
"Yes." Hector seemed to be organizing luggage. He was conscious of me but kept his face half-turned away.
As I hung my coat on the rack, I asked, "It's been hard to find you lately. Where have you been sleeping?"
"There's a lounge inside the martial arts hall. I stayed there for a few days," he answered. "Sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I was so absorbed that I didn't want to break my focus."
"No need to apologize. Just don't push yourself too hard," I said.
"Yes," he murmured.
I studied Hector's back for a moment. At first glance, the side of his face looked slightly swollen. I could tell because I had a keen sense for reading people. This was more than a sparring injury. Sometimes, wounds revealed a deeper malice. This was one of those times.
I rubbed the back of my neck and said, "The night air feels nice. I'm going for a walk."
"At this hour?"
"I usually like walking at night. Brother Hector, you can go to bed first. Finish organizing your things."
"Alright."
I grabbed my coat again and stepped out. Just before the door closed, Hector's restrained voice stopped me. "Luan."
"Yeah?"
"Thank you."
I chuckled and closed the door. "It's nothing."
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The next day, it was finally Alec's...
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