Aug 11, 2021
There’s no rest for the wicked, nor is there for the demigods.
After the camp’s sudden onslaught of zombie-esque fiends, it comes to no surprise training’s on their mind. That, or rebuilding. After ensuring his three members are safe from the worst of it, Viorel heads to the training grounds to...do something. Along the way is a man that just doesn’t stay down no matter how bad it gets.
One man that, many times, has danced with death and lives to tell its tales. He wonders when it’ll crack Beau for good, but there’s armor to be had in shrapnel. “Let’s train,” he says, jutting his chin at the other. “Standing around does nothing. You keep getting back up after the hits and I want to keep it that way.”
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