The sound of chatter filled the barracks as men from all ranks rushed out, brimming with excitement. The night was filled with strange enthusiasm. Ghana, who had just returned from training, saw the scene. In the next second, a group of men screeched to a halt, hurriedly saluting in fear.
The female captain let them go with wary eyes. She turned to her right hand after watching the men scurry away. "What is the commotion all about?"
The officer froze briefly before responding. "I heard from the others that Lord Hadrian Hercullio would be selecting the first draft of warriors for the Arcan missions."
Blue eyes widened instantly. "So it was today?!… "
Before she could run, her officer anxiously stopped her. "My Lady! Lord Hercullio strictly exempted you from the selection! Your rest hasn't finished!"
Ghana gnashed her teeth and threw him off in anger. "You think I forgot?! I'm going to see the trials! See if I let them sleep a wink if they fail before Lord Hercullio's eyes!"
