The afternoon sun glared down on the Royal Pack’s training grounds as the sharp clang of blades echoed through the air. Warriors of all ranks sparred under the watchful eyes of their instructors, sweat glistening on their brows. Among them was Henry, his body taut with focus as he dodged an oncoming strike from his training partner. He twisted deftly, avoiding the blade, and prepared for a counterstrike when suddenly…
A dull, pressing pain started building inside his skull.
Henry flinched, the sensation catching him off guard. He shook his head slightly, trying to clear the fog gathering at the edges of his vision. Focus, he told himself. He couldn’t afford to show weakness.
His partner, unaware of Henry’s distraction, lunged with a training knife. The instructor, a grizzled wolf with y
