The training grounds did not pause for anyone.
Not for newcomers.
Not for watchers.
And certainly not for someone who chose to observe instead of act.
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Eli watched.
Not openly.
Not in a way that would draw attention.
But precisely.
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The girl's movements were consistent.
Not just controlled—
Consistent.
That mattered more.
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Her stance didn't shift unnecessarily between actions. Her strikes didn't carry excess force beyond what was required. Even her resets—small adjustments between motions—were efficient, almost invisible unless someone was actively looking for them.
Most weren't.
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Eli was.
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Keal noticed.
Of course he did.
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"…You're staring," Keal said quietly, folding his arms as he leaned slightly closer.
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Eli didn't look at him.
"I'm observing."
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Keal smirked.
"Yeah. That's what I said."
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Jace let out a short breath from behind them. "Leave it alone," he muttered. "You're going to make it weird."
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Keal tilted his head slightly.
"It's already weird," he replied. "He doesn't look at anyone like that."
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Eli finally shifted his gaze—briefly—toward Keal.
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Then back.
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That alone was enough.
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Keal's grin widened.
"See?" he said. "Confirmed."
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Rovan stepped in before it could continue.
"Focus," he said. "If you're watching, then learn something from it."
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Eli nodded once.
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Because that was already the point.
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Across the training ground, the girl finished a sequence of strikes and reset her stance again. This time, someone approached her—a taller trainee, broader build, confident posture.
He said something.
Eli couldn't hear it.
But he could see the response.
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The girl shook her head once.
Short.
Direct.
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The trainee didn't step back.
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Instead—
He moved.
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A spar.
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Unplanned.
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Eli's attention sharpened.
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The trainee struck first.
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Fast.
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Direct.
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Power-driven.
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The girl responded immediately.
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Not by matching force—
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But by redirecting it.
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Her movement was minimal.
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A slight shift of her stance.
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A controlled deflection.
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The strike passed.
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The trainee adjusted.
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Attacked again.
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Faster this time.
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More aggressive.
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She didn't retreat.
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She stepped in.
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Closer.
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Inside his reach.
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Her counter came immediately—
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Precise.
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Targeted.
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The trainee stumbled back slightly.
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Not injured—
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But disrupted.
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Keal let out a low whistle.
"…Yeah," he said quietly. "She's not new."
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Jace nodded.
"No," he agreed. "She's trained."
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Rovan didn't speak.
But his focus didn't waver.
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Eli watched everything.
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Not just the strikes—
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The transitions.
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The timing.
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The decisions.
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The trainee pressed harder.
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Frustration began to show in his movements.
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His attacks lost structure.
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Gained force.
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Lost efficiency.
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The girl adjusted again.
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Still calm.
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Still controlled.
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She didn't escalate.
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She didn't rush to end it.
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She let him make mistakes.
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Then—
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She acted.
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One step.
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One movement.
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Her strike landed.
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Clean.
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The trainee froze.
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Then stepped back.
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The exchange ended.
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Not with dominance—
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But clarity.
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Keal exhaled slowly.
"…Okay," he said. "I like her."
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Jace rolled his eyes.
"Of course you do."
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"She's good," Keal replied. "That's enough."
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Eli didn't speak.
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But he had already reached the same conclusion.
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The girl stepped back into a neutral stance.
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For a moment—
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She didn't move.
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Then—
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Her gaze shifted.
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Not randomly.
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Directly.
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Toward them.
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Toward him.
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Eli didn't look away.
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Neither did she.
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The distance between them held.
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Not challenged.
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Not avoided.
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Measured.
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Then—
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She moved.
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Not toward the exit.
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Toward them.
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Keal straightened slightly.
"…Oh, this is happening," he said under his breath.
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Jace groaned.
"I told you not to start anything."
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"I didn't do anything," Keal replied. "This is natural."
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Rovan didn't interrupt.
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Tarin simply watched.
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The girl stopped a few steps away.
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Close enough to speak.
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Not close enough to intrude.
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Her posture remained steady.
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Her expression neutral.
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But not distant.
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She looked at Eli.
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Not the group.
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Him.
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"You were watching," she said.
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Her voice was calm.
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Even.
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Not accusatory.
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Not uncertain.
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A statement.
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Eli nodded.
"Yes."
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No hesitation.
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No denial.
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That mattered.
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The girl held his gaze for a moment longer.
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Then—
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She nodded once.
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"Good," she said.
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Keal blinked.
"…That's it?" he asked.
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The girl glanced at him briefly.
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"Should there be more?" she asked.
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Keal opened his mouth—
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Then stopped.
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"…No," he admitted.
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Jace laughed quietly.
"Got you there."
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The girl looked back at Eli.
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"You're injured," she said.
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Again—
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Not a question.
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Eli nodded.
"Yes."
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She studied his posture briefly.
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Then—
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"You adjusted," she said.
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Eli didn't respond immediately.
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Because that wasn't obvious.
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Not to most.
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"Yes," he said.
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Her expression shifted slightly.
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Not surprise.
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Recognition.
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"Good," she said again.
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Keal leaned slightly toward Jace.
"…She says that a lot," he muttered.
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Jace shrugged.
"Works for her."
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The girl didn't react to them.
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Her focus remained on Eli.
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"You don't waste movement," she said.
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Eli met her gaze.
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"Neither do you."
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A pause.
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Then—
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A small shift in her expression.
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Not quite a smile.
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But close.
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Keal straightened again.
"…Okay, now this is interesting."
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Rovan stepped in.
"Enough," he said.
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Not harsh.
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But firm.
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The moment settled.
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The girl didn't step back.
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But she didn't press further either.
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Instead—
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She spoke again.
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"Train tomorrow," she said.
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Not a request.
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Not a demand.
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A statement.
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Eli nodded once.
"Yes."
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She held his gaze for one more second.
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Then turned.
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And walked away.
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No hesitation.
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No need to add anything else.
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Keal watched her go.
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Then slowly turned back to Eli.
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"…You're not normal," he said.
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Jace laughed.
"You just figured that out?"
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Keal ignored him.
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"I mean it," he continued. "People don't just walk up, say two words, and leave like that unless something's there."
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Eli didn't respond.
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Because there was nothing to add.
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Rovan crossed his arms.
"She recognized it," he said.
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Tarin nodded slightly.
"Same as him."
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Keal looked between them.
"…You're both talking like I missed something."
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Jace smirked.
"You did."
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Keal frowned slightly.
"…What?"
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Jace shrugged.
"Doesn't matter," he said. "You'll figure it out."
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Keal looked back at Eli again.
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"…Yeah," he said slowly. "I probably will."
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Eli stood there.
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Not moving.
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Not speaking.
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But aware.
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Because something had changed.
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Not in the world.
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Not in the training.
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But in the people around him.
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The circle—
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Was no longer just forming.
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It was connecting.
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And whether he intended it or not—
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Eli was now part of it.
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The day continued.
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But the moment stayed.