When Rui woke up, he found himself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling.
For a moment, he didn't know what he was doing here.
Then he remembered.
"Ah…" he murmured. "…I won."
A sigh of relief escaped him.
The door to his room opened as two Martial Masters emerged.
"Rui…" Master Ceeran smiled. "How do you feel?"
Rui glanced at his hands, closing his eyes.
"…Quite good."
The wound he suffered hadn't been too bad by Martial Artist standards.
"Then, congratulations on your victory." He smiled. "You have earned your acquittal."
"…I suppose," He remarked. "I got off easy."
Rui would be lying if he didn't feel that way. Aside from the third match, victory was never out of his hands.
"Perhaps you did," Master Ceeran admitted. "But I believe that it's justified, especially after you have proven yourself and overcome the trials and tribulations of the Master Council."
