The sound of swords clashing filled the training grounds.
Hundreds of warriors moved across the field, their bodies drenched in sweat as they attacked the wooden targets before them.
Some sparred in pairs while others practiced formation drills, their movements becoming sharper with every passing hour.
They were preparing for war.
Thorne stood at the edge of the field, watching them in silence. His arms were folded across his chest, but his attention wasn't truly on the warriors.
His mind was somewhere else—with Adina.
Even though he'd seen her the previous day, he still wanted more. He was worried for her, now that she was slowly breaking out of the spell Khaos had over her. He worried she would have been discovered.
Meanwhile, Thessara moved between the warriors, stopping every few moments to place her hand against someone's shoulder or armor.
A faint light spread under her palm before disappearing into their bodies.
