Chapter 43: Impartiality instructor (2)
Twenty days.
It had been twenty days since the swordsmanship cadets began climbing Vulcan. That also meant it had been twenty days since they started risking their lives in training.
Risking their lives.
Some might think it an exaggeration, but anyone who had witnessed their training from start to finish would have no doubts. Their training was brutal and relentless.
"Urrgh!"
"Climb! You have to climb! If you fall here, you die...!"
A week into their training, they faced their first cliff climb. The PT drills had ended unusually early, within two hours, so they could attempt this climb. They strained themselves to scale the dizzying heights, with all their senses heightened.
One slip could mean death or severe injury. They weren’t ready to die yet, so they climbed with all their might, bleeding and crying, up that unforgiving cliff.
In reality, only the three assistant instructors and Roen managed to reach the top. The rest had fallen mid-way but were saved by Irene Windler’s telekinesis, waiting at the bottom. That was their first attempt. It took them four more days before everyone managed to climb it successfully.
But once they had finally all made it up...
Thud.
"From now on, you’ll climb with these bags."