Subjugation [4]

Several instructors hid themselves, blending with the snowy trees as they scanned the vicinity—the ongoing battle.

It was the final week of the training camp.

The real hurdle—in which they had to face after surviving in the permafrost climate, fighting other cadets on their journey, experiencing cold betrayals, and working together despite the clear lack of resonance.

The horde, while not fully cleared, but numbers had greatly diminished

An instructor ran back towards the camp and gave his report.

"It's working just as predicted, Field Marshal."

"Hm?"

Evelyn, who was sipping on a coffee mug, turned around, acknowledging the newcomer's presence.

"It took a while, but the cadets greatly handled the situation. Though some fled, there were a lot more who took on the challenge than expected."

"Is that so?"