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Deciding to take a short break from his intense training, Atarax headed to the adventurers' guild. He wanted to check if there were any new offers for cooperation with other adventurers. Upon entering, he unexpectedly began to ponder deeply about spatial movement and the very essence of space. The man continued on his way and accidentally bumped the handle of his hammer against the buttocks of a fair-haired woman.

- Hmm... Hmm... Hmm...
While Shanaz waited for the couple to finish their conversation, she felt something hard press against her rear. Turning around, she saw that "something" was just the handle of a hammer, which was held in the hand of another athlete dressed in a toga. Perhaps a comrade of the one who was currently talking to the Latina. Judging by his hazy gaze, fixed on the distance, the man was deep in thought.
— Sir, I apologize, please be more careful," the Heckelian smiled, trying to get the new guest's attention, "you almost knocked me over with your hammer.