The Half a month that Vardon gave was about to come. Lucen was now standing in front of all the members of Thornefang. The new recruits in front of him no longer looked like new recruits.
The soldiers from the capital were sent back home since they could no longer continue training due to the incoming monster wave.
Lucen looked at the new members of Thornefang. Their stances were steady, their shoulders squared, their arquebuses held without trembling. Smoke and sweat had burned the softness from their faces.
Of course, there were some who had already been to many battlefields before, and there were others who were talented enough that the training they received did not change them much.
Daniel was still the lazy man who kept on yawning, despite looking very nice in the new uniform.
Thrall was feeling incredibly uncomfortable in wearing the uniform, but he was very excited by the thought of what Lucen was about to say, as he could smell the scent of an upcoming battle.
