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Tycondrius led the way, Ran trailing slightly behind. The gravity of the Golden Crow's task seemed to weigh on the fellow... but Tycon had no reason to doubt him. As difficult and... somewhat disorderly as the Sea Wolves tended to be, they took training very seriously.
The training would transform every single member of Guild Letalis into skilled, resilient warriors... provided they survived it, of course.
After asking for Athena's whereabouts, the two navigated their way throughout the outdoor training area. As they walked past a weapon rack, Tycon nonchalantly picked up a Tyrion pilum.
Ran didn't ask any questions. It seemed he already knew what it was for.
Tycon looked off into the distance. He had a clear shot to where Athena sat in tandem with a few other female mage adventurers. They were meditating together, likely concentrating on the circulating flow through their mana circuits.