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Walter propped against his chin, glancing between lan and Dylan before his gaze finally settled on Maja, who was lounging on the

couch.

The air was thick with an unspoken tension among the trio, but he couldn't afford to dwell on it now.

lan had laid out the plan: they were making their move tonight, and that meant Walter needed to get his head in the game.

In the room, Dylan turned to Walter, "You're with me. Watch your six."

Walter couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile, "Relax, I've got it."

As lan stepped outside, he scooped Maja up and carried her off to bed for srest. Maja slept soundly, undisturbed by the

movement, but it was the distant sound of an explosion during the night that jolted her awake. She scrambled out of bed and

rushed to the living room.

The men were gone, and a wave of unease washed over her. At the door, she noticed a note under the light switch - a message

from lan.

"Stay put, I'll be back soon."

She exhaled in relief, but then a knock on the door startled her. It was the woman from next door.

"Maja, you up?"

the woman holding out a steaming bow!

haven't had your dinner yet, have you?

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kept her distance. Now, with

drifting to the window, "I've seen him at the underground combat pit in North

was taken aback, "Does he know

if he doesn't recognize me, I'm sure I'd seem

she leaned back, her slender fingers twirling a sharp dagger - a

to bloom into

wasn't in those combat

battle with beasts just to survive. I was the second person to make it out alive in

she hesitated, glancing at Maja, unsure whether to

her expression cool and composed,

already figured it

a nod, a sharp glint in her eyes, "Yes, he was the first. I've kept tabs on him since then. But I

looking for would be him. He might not recognize me, but he'd find my

She didn't know much about lan's tin the combat pits, but becoming a leader there

share of pain - pain

past. Especially in front of those he cared about, he preferred to

alone.

from doing just that - worried that he might get into trouble and keep her in the

being in the scity, even if just lingering in the shadows, was better than

back at the

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