From a comfortable chair in a small hut on the edge of the Academy Grounds, an old mage watched the scene in the training grounds unfold within a crystal ball.
"That new leader is a sly one," he noted. "I like his thinking, but he might be a bit battle-shy."
Sergeant Rachel snorted and shook her head.
"No, he's just avoiding unnecessary effort. See that Hawk he has perched in the trees? The two of them can communicate. He's playing cat and
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