Kabal, Kabal, that's he's name. Now, I can't see through his mind. I don't know exactly why but I feel like I should watch him at least throughout today's training.

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Kabal sat at the wooden table working away with the bow and arrow laid in pieces. Beside him, Dalaine, his new patner alongside with other new recruits of the legion sat. They were all hunched over their weapons, hard at working on carving the bows and tightening the strings. According to their trainer, “a warrior who knows how to strng his bow is sure of a good fight. Your sting determines whether your arrow wouldh hit its target or...