"My name is Edran. What is yours?"
Nero nodded slightly, "Nero."
His opponent was broad across the shoulders with a large frame, standing a full head taller than Nero, about the same height as Jacob.
That strange grin persisted still on his face.
"Well, Nero..." Edran said, looking Nero up and down before shaking his head and clicking his tongue. "They really do let anyone in these days."
Nero raised a brow but said nothing. At the end of the day, he was not here to exchange words. Sergeant Vane probably sought to train their individual combat skills. This was a solid chance for him to see how he would fare against other candidates like himseld. He turned the spear once in his hands and settled into a stance.
Edran's grin widened slightly. He glanced sideways at the nearest candidate pair who were preparing for the sparring session as well. Then he looked back at Nero,
