Chapter 44: A Weak Little Stool
After everyone had rested for an hour and had a chance to get some water and what little food was rationed to them down, the soldiers and elite guards all met a short ways off.
Mollis had leveled out a decent little area to allow for the first part of the minotaur’s training. Aster was patiently waiting with Stahl and the others for Captain Rix to begin.
They did not wait for long. The first hour was simple enough, just non-stop, physically demanding exercise drills. It was tiring, but anyone present could mostly handle it. In truth, it was just the bull getting a final feel for his recruits and their limitations.
It was shortly after that when the bull shifted to pairing off certain groups and giving them instruction. Stahl was placed at the head of one of the larger groups of five, training with swords.
Mollis tended to pull people away randomly to gauge any manner of things or have them attempt a spell to see if they had any affinity at all with anima magic. Though, she had little success.
Aster was among the very last to be assigned a duty by the bull, presumably one of those he would personally train. The tiger Oust was also pulled to this group, much to Aster’s disdain. His attention was soon pulled from that distraction by his booming captain’s voice.
"KNEEL DOWN BOY! PUT YOUR SHIELD OVER YOUR HEAD!"
The human was a bit slow to react to the random request, but did as he was told relatively quick, kneeling down to one knee and raising both hands to his shoulder level, creating a shield about twelve inches above himself.
Aster held his position in waiting, but his curiosity was unfortunately soon sated, as the hefty bull walked right over, and sat down on the shield, effectively rendering the legendary wall and the human beneath it as no more than a stool.