A large bonfire had been set up in the center of the camp, surrounded by several tents pitched on the rocky ground at the edge of the cliff that night.
The air was filled with the sounds of singing and laughter, breaking the stillness of the night and echoing far into the distance, carried away by the winds of the desert on the other side of the shore.
The troops shouted and danced around the blazing bonfire, their energy filling the space. Meanwhile, Atlas sat quietly, enjoying his dinner in the company of a few elite subordinates.
They were in conversation, reviewing the overall progress of his training and that of everyone else on this first day.
Some of the troops had been swept into the sea during the day's training but were promptly rescued by Kurogasa and Karian, who had been overseeing the training along the wild shoreline.
