"War Games!"
The shout echoed across the courtyard like a cannon blast.
Llarm, Eri, and Gindu practically howled the words in unison, their excitement bouncing off the marble walls of the training grounds. The grass underfoot was springy and vibrant, glowing with a healthy green sheen beneath the warm morning sun. A soft breeze rolled through, rustling the trees beyond the white palace walls that hemmed them in like a pristine fortress.
It was, annoyingly, a perfect day.
Lucy squinted up at the sun like it had personally offended him.'Perfect weather, smiling idiots, birds probably singing somewhere... Yep. Absolutely cursed.' He kicked at a dandelion just for existing. Some part of him still wasn't used to waking up in paradise only to be told it was time for bloodsport.
Lucy winced, rubbing at one ear. "Would you morons shut up?" he barked. "You're not even supposed to know about that yet. Only the generals and I were briefed."
