At the training grounds, Jasem observed with keen interest as Azzam, the renowned blue-haired warrior, dedicated his time to train his squire, Roland. It was an arrangement born out of a debt owed, with Azzam committing one hour each day to mold Roland into a skilled knight.
The intensity of Azzam's training proved to be ruthless, pushing Roland to his limits. Gasping for air, Roland struggled to maintain his grip on the sword, his strength waning under the demanding regimen. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead as he fought to keep his stance.
"I believe we have done enough for today. You should rest," Azzam declared, acknowledging the strain on Roland. However, the determined young squire shook his head, refusing to yield to exhaustion.