"I knew I would find you here," Steven said to the boy fighting with a dummy. "Go easy on it, it's not the reason for your frustration."
"What are you still doing here? Shouldn't you be gone by now that your brother is fine?" Cameron asked, irritated.
If Steven was offended the way he spoke to him, he didn't show it. "Now you talked of it, that's what I came to tell you. We are leaving tomorrow."
"Safe journey," Cameron said as he slashed his sword on the dummy and kicked it with such force that the stick keeping the dummy standing broke off and the inanimate flew for a while before crashing on the ground.
"Wow," Steven said, really impressed. "With that force you might be able to beat the Original," he chuckled.
Cameron didn't say anything to him as he marched to another dummy to begin his fight anew.
