'You don't belong here.'
Hex woke up with a start. The memories faded.
He sighed and rubbed his eyes. His hands hurt. The mark stung.
Hex noticed it turned a shade darker.
Woosh.
With a bit of focus he managed to activate the mark. Red light wrapped around his arm and the faint outline of a bear appeared in his palm.
'I can't believe all those things happened in one day.'
Hex received a Blessing, got taken in by the baron and then managed to win a fight against an experienced Squire.
'I bet I can beat Sloan without tricks now.'
He had not heard anything about it. Most likely Sloan and his father kept things hidden from everyone.
'Wait. What about Vitor?' At the end of the fight he barely stayed conscious. The sound of broken bones at the end meant he should have won.
'Now I have to worry about him too. And who knows how the others will respond.'
Grumble.
Hex was just wondering what to do next when his stomach grumbled. He hadn't eaten last night.
