Jorden slept through the day, waking well after nightfall. Florian’s bar was closed for the evening, and when they arrived, everyone else was already inside. Sō stayed true to his word and had shown up looking ready for a fight. Hillie was standing by the entrance, an extra pack slung over her shoulder. It was his, Jorden realized, recognizing the sheathed Skykiller Sword sticking out from it.
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