Chapter 176: Those with Long swords
The snow had a way of softening sound and sharpening focus; each breath rose in a white plume, each footfall left a crisp print that the wind tried to iron smooth. By the time Orion moved toward the sword lines the sun wasalready high up in the sky.
Everyone had cloaks to shield them from the cold weather but most people had already started discarding theirs, choosing to train while wearing only their clothes. Their faces flushed as they tried to complete the task Orion gave them.
Garron paid attention too. His boots crunched in the packed earth and his eyes, the kind that missed nothing—swept the ranks.
He made this work a little bit easier for Orion, making sure to provide assistance when it was needed.
