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"Are you sure that it is a Fusion Forge?" said Abbas.

That was actually a good question, Hector thought. "Well, Garovel said it was, so... if it turns out to be a fake or something, then... blame him, not me."

'Whoa, whoa, whoa. First of all, it was Voreese who first said it was Fusion Forge, so if anything--

Their conversation continued on for a while longer, as did the Lord Saqqaf's incredulity. And frankly, Hector didn't feel like he was doing a very good job of convincing the man that they weren't bullshitting him. But in the end, Abbas agreed to go to Lorent with him, which was all that really mattered.

Hector had more that he wanted to discuss, but he figured they could talk more during the trip.

In the meantime, Hector wanted to check up on things around Warrenhold. Having just woken up, he still didn't feel like he had a clear picture of everything that had transpired while he was asleep. He figured Garovel would've told him right away if anything really terrible had happened to any of the other combatants in the battle, but Hector decided to pay a visit to everyone, anyway.

Roman, having been blown to pieces by a missile, had also been regrown from scratch by Voreese. Unsurprisingly, he was in even more pain than Hector, which was doubtless why Hector found him enjoying a nice long soak in the bathhouse.

They didn't talk long, as Roman soon drifted off to sleep.

Hector almost woke him up, because he was fairly certain that he'd heard it was a bad idea to sleep in a hot spring, but after thinking about it, he decided that it was probably fine. Roman was undead, after all. And obviously tired, besides.