The training grounds of Kavuraka roared with motion. It should have been the advanced weaponry combat exercise, but right before supper. Blades clashed and Orders barked, yet dust hung in the air because of how advanced the arenas were. Warrior initiates were divided into sections now. Only over a hundred warrior initiates stood in the arena. There were over a hundred arenas in the war college, and at the moment, a dozen of them were littered with a small number of cadets. Kiuga and kaka were in one, and N'varu was in another, but he could go to him later.
He walked through it all without pause. The Red overcoat with the instructor's mark stitched at the shoulder made him fit right in. No one stopped him as he walked to the far back, where kiuga and Kaka's presence was thickest. Sagiri moved past squads drilling in formation, his pace steady, controlled, trying to appear as controlled as possible.
Then he saw them.
