Chapter 190 Chapter 189: Rhythm of the Ground Orion leaned a little closer, voice lower now. “Funny enough, this is something I planned to teach you guys tomorrow, but you’ve got me cornered already,” he said with a dry chuckle. “Lies and truthfulness are what you wanted to teach us
Chapter 189 Chapter 188: Footwork “You do know I came to spend time with you and not teach you, right?” Orion asked her. “I know,” Sophia said, her tone soft but insistent, “but I really want to understand this first. I’ve not been able to get them out of my
Chapter 188 Chapter 187: Windowlight and Footwork The snow hadn’t stopped. It came in soft, unhurried waves that blanketed the compound, muffling the world beneath its quiet weight. It was nighttime already. Everyone had settled in their homes, next to the hearth to warm them up. The faint glow from
Chapter 187 Chapter 186: Fragments of the Mind Lysander led her down a quiet corridor of the medical facility, boots echoing softly against the polished stone floor. The scent of herbs and old parchment lingered faintly in the air, drifting from shelves filled with jars labeled in neat, sharp handwriting.
Chapter 186 Chapter 185: Information The silence stretched after Orion’s words, long enough for the faint crack of settling ice outside to slip through the stone walls. Tobias leaned back in his chair, boots creaking against the cold floor, eyes narrowing at Orion as if searching for something in his
Chapter 185 Chapter 184: The Quiet West The office felt smaller than usual with all four of them inside—stone walls, maps thumbtacked into jagged constellations of ink, the single narrow window filtered with winter light. Snow clung to Orion’s shoulders; the office’s hearth, if it ever had been a warm
Chapter 184 Chapter 183: Profit and Steel The walk to the office was longer than it should have been. Snowflakes clung to Orion’s hair and shoulders as he and Garrett made their way across the compound. The murmur of training still lingered faintly behind them, though most of the trainees
Chapter 183 Chapter 182: Your Part of the Deal “I can’t tell you how appreciative I am that you took your time to train them. They’ve been wanting this for months, even years now,” Garron told Orion. “All they had to do was ask,” Orion replied. “I know that, but
Chapter 182 Chapter 181: Day One, Closed The training field slowly let go of its fever. What had been a dozen simultaneous rhythms—wood on wood, breath on breath, the scrape of boots on packed earth—now relaxed into a single, jangling exhaustion. Snow drifted down in thin sheets, settling on shoulders
Chapter 181 Chapter 180: Footwork “And you can also come up with a footwork that works best for you. The main truck to being a good fighter is to be one with your weapon but also to make every move your own. Every turn should be yours. Every kick, every
Chapter 180 Chapter 179: Flow with It Silence lingered for a beat after Orion’s brief, flawless display, the kind of silence that tastes like the moment before a bell rings. Sophia felt it in her bones: the small, electric hush of people who’d just witnessed something beyond ordinary practice. She
Chapter 179 Chapter 178: Kneeling is More Convenient “Um… are we all supposed to do this?” Sophia asked, that teasing glint in her eyes. Before Orion could even answer, Nia spoke up, her brows furrowed in confusion. “Joren, what are you doing p> With his head still bowed, Joren replied
Chapter 178 Chapter 177: You’re Famous Orion watched her as she took his demonstration and folded it into her rhythm. She planted her feet exactly where he’d suggested and pivoted her shoulders with a motion that spoke of hours at work of attention to the small things. He stepped in
Chapter 177 Chapter 176: Those with Long swords The snow had a way of softening sound and sharpening focus; each breath rose in a white plume, each footfall left a crisp print that the wind tried to iron smooth. By the time Orion moved toward the sword lines the sun
Chapter 176 Chapter 175: The Wind; An Ally He smiled faintly. “I made the wind my ally.” He told them. “But how?” One person asked. “It’s different for everyone but the general consensus is that you befriend the wind. It should guide you. Some people claim that can taste it
Chapter 175 Chapter 174: The Edge of Precision Snow crunched under boots as the wind swept across the training grounds, carrying the scent of pine and cold iron. Breath came out in pale wisps as the trainees shifted restlessly, forming into their newly assigned groups. The morning air bit with
Chapter 174 Chapter 173: The Weight of Steel The clang of metal still echoed faintly across the training field. A few blades rolled to a stop while stunned silence hung heavy in the air. Sophia stood rooted to the spot, her eyes wide and mortified. She wanted the ground to
Chapter 173 Chapter 172: The Lesson The air was alive with quiet anticipation as rows upon rows of trainees, young and old alike—stood in formation, waiting. Immediately Orion had sighed and said the words okay, they all lined up. At their front, Orion stood tall, his commanding presence settling the
Chapter 172 Chapter 171: Challenge Accepted “One of the highest. You are forgetting the medics and the elders and the traders and p> “We get your point, Cat.” Dren said with an eyeroll. Sophia tried not to smile. “So you want me to ask Orion, to teach you all just
Chapter 171 Chapter 170: Ask Him Yourself “You just asked him p> The chorus of disbelief from the group of trainees made Sophia flinch slightly. The expression on their faces was somewhere between awe and complete horror, as if she’d told them she walked straight into a Skylur’s den and