[True to his word, Alphen is waiting at the training grounds the next day. Maybe he's a little early, but he passes the time warming up a little with a few exercises...and doing a little bit of habitual maintenance on the Sincleaver Blade. Now that the armor is at the bottom of the ocean (or washed up on a beach somewhere, maybe), he's even more vigilant about keeping the sword in good shape.]
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