Jag leaned on a wooden sword and eyed the new recruits striding into the practice arena. The youngest ones probably weren’t sixteen yet. One of them stationed himself in front of Jag, formal and too clean. “Your name, please?” the kid said. “Left it at home,” Jag growled. “Before you were born.”
Last Miracle Standing
Last Miracle Standing
Last Miracle Standing
Jag leaned on a wooden sword and eyed the new recruits striding into the practice arena. The youngest ones probably weren’t sixteen yet. One of them stationed himself in front of Jag, formal and too clean. “Your name, please?” the kid said. “Left it at home,” Jag growled. “Before you were born.”