Warden wakes up in a wilderness with a hole in his mind, deprived of all his memories. Lost, he found within himself an aptitude for combat and magic. On happenstance, he rescues a pair of youths and an entire village, pushing him into a renowned academy of mages and warriors alike to become a teacher. Warden adventures across the divided land of Ezim, determined to unravel the mysteries of his past. However, the task becomes incredibly hazardous when his own path—the ruinous power of Void that runs through his veins—holds a connection to the Traitor Gods, who threaten to cast their shadow upon the world once more. ____________
Please tell me you didn't have any hand in that candidate's supposed emergency, Jenni, Warden almost swore. Because it was the kind of thing he would do if he was under similar duress. And their thinking was very much alike.
Thankfully, Jenni wouldn't stoop low to give a low blow to some unfortunate iron ranker. Perhaps she bought the spot with credits or equipment.
"I just thought this opportunity was too enticing to be missed before I advance to Silver," Jenni said, flashing her pretty smile.
Many of the young men present coughed.
"Of course, the heaven-blessed Lady Jenni with talent that she made it to Adept in merely Iron rank. Your participation is most welcome…"
"An Adept in Iron rank," Cole, the resident Runesmith of Marcus's crew, spoke up to May, his eyes glinting with interest. "Is this the woman you spoke of?"