Kaian awoke before dawn, his body sore from the relentless training sessions with Commander Kovacs. Despite the pain, he was full of enthusiasm as he donned his uniform and prepared for his first patrol alongside the other soldiers. The thought of finally contributing, of being part of something meaningful, filled him with determination.
Patrolling the borders was tough, grueling work. The terrain was harsh, the hours long, and the threat of danger ever-present. But Kaian pushed through, keeping pace with his comrades while continuing to endure Kovacs’ brutal training regimen. Slowly but surely, he began to improve. His strength grew, his reflexes sharpened, and he learned to fight with cunning rather than rely solely on brute force.
At first, his fellow soldiers teased him relentlessly,
