As the sun rose, a faint light streamed through the open window into the cramped room.
Normally at this time, the Training Camp would be filled with the sound of a blaring bugle.
"Is it because Marvin died, or simply because the morning running training was canceled?" Liens thought to himself, looking at the quiet scene outside the window.
Usually at this time, there would be sounds of people moving outside the window, as everyone had to rush to the square for assembly.
But now, it was silent all around, and everyone stayed indoors, not daring to come out.
However, it was also possible they hadn't woken up yet.
They used to be woken up by the bugle call; without that sound, their bodies might not have reacted to the change in habit.
Just like Ben in front of Liens.
"Time to wake up, Ben."
Liens patted Ben, preparing to rouse him from his sleep.
"Ugh… Is it morning? I can't believe I overslept."
