After finishing the conversation, Yuna stretched lazily and walked toward the door.
Before leaving, she glanced back at Arthur.
"Collect your things," she said casually. "I'll come back in a few mimutes."
Without waiting for a reply, she stepped outside and closed the door behind her.
Click.
The room finally fell silent.
Arthur stood there for a few seconds, staring at the door.
Then he slowly turned around and walked toward the bed.
Instead of packing anything, he simply collapsed onto it and spread his arms comfortably.
"Finally… some peace and quiet."
He stared up at the ceiling.
For the first time since morning, there was nothing chaotic happening around him.
No enemies.
No crazy martial artists.
No life-threatening situations.
Just silence.
Arthur slowly looked around the room.
Then he muttered lazily, "Well… it's not like I have anything to pack anyway."
He stretched slightly.
"All my valuables are already inside my inventory."
