The next few weeks passed in a blur of exhaustion.
From early morning until sunset each day Sin continued to train the civilians and the warriors who were able to attend when not on duty. His initial instincts had been dead-on about certain of the recruits, and he expected that in short order they'd be able to add over twenty new members to the warriors, and within a few weeks, probably more.
But even those who weren't destined to be chosen as guard still worked hard and were doing well. In truth, in all the years he'd trained soldiers for the Clan Leader, he'd never had a group of people so desperately eager to learn and please.
There was a noticeable difference between trainees who'd been conscripted or who signed on for money or glory, as had been the case with most of Raul's men,
