The next morning, Aiden woke early, though he hadn't gotten much sleep. The weight of both Adrian and Sevan's losses sat heavy on him, but unlike them, he didn't have time to sulk. His duel was today.
He left the dorm quietly, careful not to wake either of them. Not that it mattered- Adrian was sprawled out on his bed, face buried in his pillow, and Sevan had his book open on his chest, barely moving. They'd been in their own heads since yesterday, frustrated with themselves.
Wait.
Wasn't he already at the training hall?
Aiden stopped mid-step on his way to the door, his confusion visible.
He remembered being with Emmeranne. She was training with him, right? And then there were bats. A lot of them.
The bats scratched him.
What happened next? Aiden reeled his mind, trying to remember. Who was it? There was a third person.
Ah yes. It was Lopt.
Aiden looked back at his friends, who was still in the same position they had when he woke up.
