Chapter 15

“Our rest has gone on long enough. It is time to return to the training, Roland.”

Roland sighed. “If we must. Though I am not sure I feel at all rested.”

“You were the one who chose such activities during our break.”

“True. And I do not regret it.” Roland smiled. “Do you?”

He shook his head. “Not at all. Now stop stalling and pick up your sword.”

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Every day for a week, Magnus trained Roland hard, even on days it poured rain. They could not afford to wait it out. As each day passed he was conscious of growing discord around them. Strange signs and whisperings. A heaviness looming in the area that had not been there before. He knew they were running out of time.