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The early morning sun cast a golden glow over the pristine training grounds of Valencia CF as Izan strolled toward the facility.

His strides were confident, his black duffle bag slung over one shoulder, his mind buzzing with anticipation.

Meeting some staff members on the way to the locker room, Izan felt a few stares at him but their stares were lingering much longer than before.

"Must be because of the whole Real Madrid thing?" he thought as he greeted them.

After ten days of rest—an unusual luxury granted by Coach Rubén Baraja—Izan felt recharged and eager to prove that the rest had done more than good, even though he didn't need it that much.

Opening the door to the locker room, all eyes turned to Izan. Before he could move, Gaya held him in a chokehold trying to hold it but he couldn't as Izan slipped through before he could realise.