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Khan's trip back to the Harbor was rough. He studied most of the time and even meditated a bit, but the real improvements arrived when he took a short nap.

The ship alerted Khan about his imminent arrival at the Harbor, waking him up in the process. He still felt tired, and the fever had yet to leave. However, checking his skin confirmed that the purple marks had disappeared, and the same went for the foreign mana.

'I should be fine by tomorrow,' Khan thought, stretching his back and voicing an annoyed groan at the vague weakness that filled him. A tremor even ran through him due to the fever, but he felt well enough to survive a day of lessons.

The trip had taken a full day, and the landing procedures wasted more time. It was already early morning when the ship entered the Harbor's hangar. The lessons were only four hours away, and returning to the second district was bound to occupy one of them.