"Just don't kill them in the name of training, not everyone is you, remember." Aelyndra said, posing a suggestion of caution.
"Of course. Well… maybe you should have said that earlier, it might be too late." Lance said with a grin on his face.
The following day, the early morning air was crisp and cool as Lance stood at the mountain summit with the remaining elite trainees. After running all the way there and having to return back to the city the previous day, Lance had them return again, placing a deadline for sunrise.
The group of 20 soldiers, all dragon-blessed, except for the few demons, gathered in a disciplined formation, their expressions a mix of deep exhaustion and determination from the consecutive and almost impossible challenge they had to overcome.
