The skills session with the mages ended, leaving them all exhausted but satisfied with their progress as they dragged themselves to lunch. As the others recovered, Leo began to mentally prepare for his own afternoon of physical training.
Hawk rested on the table, happily tearing into a chunk of roasted meat. Leo knew, however, that the bird’s mind had already drifted to the monster-blood-treated delicacies stored in the Taming Space, a private
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