A day passed in quiet, relentless motion.
The Dungeon-Born adapted faster than anyone could've predicted. What began as confusion and hesitation the day before had transformed into focused determination. The once-tribal survivors had thrown themselves into building their new home within Kaiden's domain, every one of them finding purpose for the first time in years.
The Combatants trained from dawn until their muscles screamed for mercy, though mercy never came. Taigi led them with fierce energy, her voice cutting through the forest as she barked orders and adjusted their formation.
"Frontline, shields up! Spears forward! You two, fall back and form a second rank! Don't let the wings of the formation sag, or you'll get flanked!"
