Cora's Story

Cora opened her eyes in the light of the burning sun. As soon as she opened her eyes, she stood up and looked around. Her body inside the armour made it difficult for her to move because of the pain. The beating she ate yesterday was beyond measure. Her armour was warped all over, and even the great warhammer looked like it would break after a few swings.

This was a place called the Great Wasteland, much further north than the White City. When her teacher told her that he would take her on a training journey, she accepted without thinking, but she did not expect such a training method.

Only two people set out on the road in a farmer's cart pulled by two oxen, and her teacher said he would not interfere with anything along the way.