A brawl!

"Finally back I see" The Fort master said to him as he entered the empty lobbyroom.

The darkness would have taken over the room as well, save for the lighting in the sconces fixed to the walls.

"Yes Mr. Chaney" Lance replied, absentmindedly.

"I was actually waiting for you so I could lock the lobbyroom... how did your meeting go with the professor?.. I'm betting you put yourself in another trouble again and had an earful"

"Something of that nature." He replied.

"Just be careful kid... don't stress yourself if the exercises are too hard for you.. take time to recuperate and go back.. you won't become a mage if you're dead"

Lance nodded, not really wanting to continue the conversation.

"Head on inside"

He walked into the Fort then, and into the world of noisiness. No one had apparently slept, but instead they occupied their time with chatting or arguing on their beds.

Lance yawned and headed straight for his bunk, then lay down on his bed, feeling a sense of relief wash over him
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