Blood on the Steel

Elira

I move with Vera. Her steps fall steady behind me as we cross the rough path. She leads me into a wide field that appears more like a battleground than a proper training area.

Rogues are everywhere, working quickly, weapons flashing, their bodies twisting and striking with immense power. Blades collide, fists slam, and the noise of effort and yells fills the space.

They are practicing like they are preparing for a genuine war, not just simple drills.

My hands tighten. ...