Gerard’s mood changed again.
He wasn’t angered anymore, nor was he silent. There was a perpetual smile plastered on his face. As if it was the most joyous day of his life. This unsettled the acolytes who weren’t used to feeling sunshine radiate from the cruel juror.
In fact, he was in such a good state that, he overlooked the fact that some of the acolytes were actually chatting during training time. Among these are Damian, Blaze, and Cleo who stood close together at the firing range. Loading their bows with arrows in a competition to see who can land the most headshots on the dummies.
“So, any update on the plan?” Blaze began. Landing a headshot which had the arrowhead piercing right through the haystack.
“Not yet. With how the outside of Sanctum has been built, I doubt it would be
