This was the real benefit of a private training hall. It could be shaped for exercises and training drills like this.
Across the room, the other team was studying the field as well.
Torren stood at the front like a wall, his huge shield already strapped to his arm. He looked less like a man and more like a moving fortress.
Behind him Selene quietly scanned the room. Her sharp eyes moved from platform to platform as if measuring distance.
Arthur followed her gaze and quickly understood what she was doing.
She was searching for the best shooting position.
Meanwhile Althea stood slightly behind the tanker, her hands resting calmly in front of her. She wasn't looking at the cores.
She was watching everyone.
Arthur caught that detail and raised an eyebrow.
So she's the brain on that side.
Torren suddenly leaned his head toward the two women and whispered something.
Arthur couldn't hear the words but he could tell they had made their plans and were ready to move.
