I had continued training with Grand Master Varka at the training grounds. My last memory was collapsing onto the floor of the training grounds as dawn approached.

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As I slowly pried my eyelids open, the first thing I saw was the grain of an unfamiliar wooden ceiling. It wasn't my private room at the knight headquarters, nor was it my familiar bedroom. As I tossed and turned, I looked to the side and saw Grand Master Varka lying there.