Chapter 22: Fantastic
Theron sat in the midst of the class along with everyone else. Though he didn't show it, he was quite surprised by this change as well.
Eleven credits weren't a lot, but it depended on how you looked at it. If one considered those who were already close to graduating and suddenly had this requirement thrust on their laps, it was devastating. It was also particularly bad for those without any talent for the military stream.
The military stream wasn't entirely combat; it also included commanding and military tactics. However, the academic stream covered the bulk of those classes, while the ones unique to the military stream were upper-year classes that had a laundry list of prerequisites to clear first.
Teacher Burne Thistle tapped his cane on the ground twice, and the hushed murmurs came to a lulling stop.
"I will be taking you all to get a taste of the military stream today. Call it a field trip. Come on, up and at 'em."
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"Theron, I'm nervous."
A small voice came from Theron's side, her little hands tugging on his sleeve.
Little Sadie didn't know what to do with herself. She had joined the academic stream to avoid combat, but now she was being forced into it.