Chapter 25: Anna
The weapons training class was held in a totally different area of the camp Zephyr had never been to. It was also an open space, but with lots more soldiers about.
There were soldiers engaged in sparring sessions everywhere Zephyr could look. The sound of cold steel clanging and scraping against each other echoed across the open space. Soldiers cheered and jeered, watching their colleagues fight, adding to the liveliness of the place.
A few recruits were also off in a corner, being guided by some soldiers who volunteered to help them— either out of their goodwill or after it became too painful to watch them flail about with a weapon.
Cedric smiled as he saw Zephyr’s expression. He was taking everything in like a curious kid.
"Crazy huh?" Cedric said with a loud voice. The noise in the training arena would have covered his voice otherwise.
"Yeah," Zephyr yelled back. "I didn’t know you guys trained with the soldiers."
Cedric shrugged. "We’re not really training with them. They just give us a few pointers whenever they feel like it since this period is meant to be free."
"So this isn’t really a proper class, per se."
Zephyr and Cedric watched on for a while. The soldiers closest to them were engaged in a sword fight that drew the attention of every onlooker nearby.
They eventually tore their gazes away after the spar ended with a close win by the victor.
The excitement of the fight made Zephyr consider wielding a sword for a moment before he discarded the thought.