The training grounds grew quieter as the day moved forward.
Not empty—but settled.
The early intensity had faded into smaller groups, slower movements, and individual practice. The heat of the sun pressed down just enough to make every motion feel heavier, every decision more deliberate.
Eli remained where he was.
Not training.
Not moving.
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Waiting.
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Keal noticed first.
Of course he did.
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"…You're doing it again," he said, stepping closer with his usual half-relaxed posture.
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Eli didn't look at him.
"Doing what?"
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Keal folded his arms, tilting his head slightly.
"Waiting without saying you're waiting."
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Jace let out a quiet laugh from nearby.
"That's just how he is," he said. "You'll get used to it."
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Keal shook his head.
"No, I won't," he replied. "Because it's weird."
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Rovan ignored them.
"You're expecting her back," he said, looking directly at Eli.
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Eli didn't deny it.
"Yes."
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Keal clapped once.
"Finally," he said. "Progress."
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Tarin glanced toward the far side of the grounds.
"She will," he said. "People like that don't leave things unfinished."
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Eli took that in.
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It aligned with his own assessment.
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She had approached with intent.
Which meant—
She would return with it.
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Time passed.
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Not long.
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But enough.
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And then—
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She did.
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Her steps were the same.
Measured.
Controlled.
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No wasted motion.
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Keal leaned slightly toward Eli.
"…You called it," he said.
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"I didn't guess," Eli replied.
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Keal smirked.
"Yeah, yeah."
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The girl stopped in front of them again.
Same distance as before.
Same posture.
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This time—
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She spoke first.
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"You stayed," she said.
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Eli nodded.
"Yes."
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A brief pause.
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Then—
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"Good," she said.
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Keal pressed his lips together, clearly holding back a comment.
Jace elbowed him lightly.
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The girl's gaze shifted slightly—taking in the group more fully this time.
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Not dismissing them.
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Assessing.
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Then—
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She spoke again.
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"Names," she said.
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Not a question.
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A requirement.
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Keal stepped forward immediately.
"Finally," he said, placing a hand lightly against his chest. "Keal. The one who actually talks."
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Jace snorted.
"Jace," he added. "The one who makes sure he doesn't get ahead of himself."
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Rovan followed.
"Rovan."
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Tarin gave a small nod.
"Tarin."
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Then—
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Silence.
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All eyes shifted.
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Eli didn't move.
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But he understood.
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This mattered.
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Not because of identity.
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But because of trust.
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He spoke.
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"Eli."
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The name settled.
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The girl held his gaze for a moment longer.
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Then—
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She nodded.
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"Lira," she said.
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Keal let out a quiet breath.
"…Alright," he muttered. "That fits."
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Jace glanced at him.
"You say that about everything."
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"Not true," Keal replied. "Only things that actually do."
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Lira ignored them.
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Her focus remained on Eli.
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"You adapted quickly," she said.
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Eli answered without pause.
"I had to."
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"Most don't," she replied.
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That wasn't praise.
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It was fact.
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Eli accepted it as such.
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Lira shifted her stance slightly.
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"Your movement changed after the second exchange," she continued. "You reduced your steps."
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Eli nodded.
"Less movement. Less exposure."
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Her expression sharpened slightly.
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"Exactly."
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Keal raised a hand slightly.
"Hey," he said. "I helped with that."
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Jace looked at him.
"You pointed out the obvious."
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"That still counts," Keal replied.
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Rovan spoke, cutting through the side conversation.
"You want to test him," he said to Lira.
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Again—
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Not a question.
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Lira didn't hesitate.
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"Yes."
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Keal grinned.
"Oh, this is happening."
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Jace stepped back slightly.
"I'm not getting involved in this one."
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Tarin remained still.
Watching.
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Eli stepped forward.
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His body was still recovering.
Still limited.
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But that didn't matter.
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Because this—
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Was different.
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Lira adjusted her stance.
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Not aggressive.
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Not passive.
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Balanced.
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"Same condition," she said. "You're not at full strength."
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Eli nodded.
"Yes."
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She met his gaze.
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"Good," she said.
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Keal whispered under his breath.
"She really does say that a lot."
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Then—
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They moved.
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Lira stepped first.
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Not fast—
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But precise.
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Her movement carried intention from the start.
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No testing.
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No hesitation.
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Eli responded.
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Not matching speed—
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Matching timing.
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Their first exchange—
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Clean.
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Controlled.
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No wasted force.
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Lira's strike came at an angle—
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Eli redirected.
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Not blocked.
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Not absorbed.
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Redirected.
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Her follow-up came immediately—
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Faster.
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Closer.
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Eli stepped back—
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Adjusted—
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But his leg slowed him slightly—
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She saw it.
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And changed direction mid-motion.
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Her strike shifted.
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Targeting the delay.
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Eli reacted—
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Barely.
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The attack grazed him.
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Not damaging.
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But accurate.
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They separated.
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No pause.
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No commentary.
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They moved again.
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This time—
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Eli initiated.
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Not to attack—
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To control space.
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His step forced her to adjust—
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She did—
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But not by retreating.
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By repositioning.
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Inside.
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Closer.
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Her strike came from that position—
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Short—
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Direct—
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Eli intercepted—
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But felt the difference.
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Her force wasn't heavy.
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It was efficient.
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Every bit of it used correctly.
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Keal watched closely now.
"…Yeah," he said quietly. "That's not normal."
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Jace nodded.
"No," he agreed.
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The exchange continued.
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Faster now.
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Sharper.
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Each movement building on the last.
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Neither wasted energy.
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Neither rushed.
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Until—
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Eli made a decision.
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He stepped in—
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Closer than before—
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Reducing her space.
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Forcing a reaction.
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Lira responded instantly—
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But this time—
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Eli didn't pull back.
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He held.
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Redirected.
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Then countered.
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The strike landed.
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Light.
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But clear.
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Lira stepped back.
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The exchange ended.
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Silence followed.
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Keal blinked.
"…Okay," he said. "That was different."
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Jace crossed his arms.
"They're thinking the same way."
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Rovan nodded once.
"Yes."
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Tarin added quietly—
"Just from different starting points."
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Lira stood still for a moment.
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Then—
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She nodded.
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"Good," she said.
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Keal covered his face briefly.
"I can't take that word seriously anymore."
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Lira ignored him.
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She looked at Eli.
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"You learn fast," she said.
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Eli met her gaze.
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"I don't repeat mistakes."
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A pause.
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Then—
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A faint shift in her expression again.
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Recognition.
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Understanding.
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"Then you'll keep up," she said.
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Not a question.
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A conclusion.
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Eli nodded once.
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"Yes."
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Lira turned slightly.
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But not fully away.
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"Tomorrow," she said. "Earlier."
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Eli responded immediately.
"Yes."
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She left without another word.
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Keal waited until she was out of earshot.
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Then—
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"…Alright," he said, looking directly at Eli. "I'm saying it now."
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Jace sighed.
"Here we go."
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Keal pointed at Eli.
"She likes you."
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Eli didn't react.
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"Not like that," Keal added quickly. "Relax. I mean she respects you."
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Jace smirked.
"You were definitely going somewhere else with that."
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Keal ignored him.
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"I'm serious," he continued. "People don't test like that unless they see something worth testing."
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Rovan spoke.
"He's right."
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Tarin nodded.
"Yes."
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Eli stood there.
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Taking it in.
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Not emotionally.
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Not reactively.
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But as fact.
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Because respect—
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Meant expectation.
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And expectation—
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Meant pressure.
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That was acceptable.
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Keal stretched again, letting out a long breath.
"…Man," he said. "Things just got more interesting."
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Jace smirked.
"They were already interesting. You just needed something obvious."
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Keal pointed at him.
"Exactly."
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Eli adjusted his stance slightly.
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Not preparing to fight.
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Not preparing to leave.
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Just—
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Standing.
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Present.
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Because now—
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The circle had names.
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And names—
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Carried weight.