"Yaaaa!"
The sparring arena erupted with shouts as the dozen soldiers stepped forward, surrounding Damien from all sides. "We'll do this together."
Dust drifted in slow spirals around their boots. The afternoon sun spilled over the courtyard, turning the ring into a stage for a performance they would not forget. At least not anytime soon.
Every eye in the military district was locked on them.
Some soldiers leaned over railings. Others sat on weapons racks or climbed onto crates for a better view. Even instructors paused their drills.
Anyone who didn't know Damien would've thought he was insane.
A lone mercenary… choosing to fight twelve trained soldiers at once.
