Chapter 11: Pillars.
Sarah once entered inside the room raised her head and saw three Yoroven having about the same age as her.
Their eyes landed on Sarah who also took a while for the observed.
None of them says a word and their perspective and body expression gave off no animosity.
There was an empty chair. Sarah spotted her and went to sit down.
A heavy silence settled afterwards.
A few minutes later, a soldier Yorken entered inside.
His presence and his aura drew their attention.
His imposing build and his large open eyes giving the impression that they were going to get out of their orbit gave him a severe and scary air.
'' I see that everyone is there! I introduce myself, I am the right arm of Lieutenant Caster. You can call me Franck. ''
He took a break and stared at them intensely.
'' This is the first time that you've all gathered. And it is for this reason that I will ask each of you to present themselves. ''
One of them got up and advanced a step.
'' In this case ... it's me ... who is starting. ''
His face was covered with a scar and his gaze similar to that of a psychopath.
'' I'm scribbled ... I don't have ... family name and I ... I don't care. Everything that interests me ... it's killed and nothing else ... I even believe that ... it is fate that wanted me to cross the path of the Yoroven. ''
The smile and the cold look he displayed when he expressed himself demonstrated all the cruelty that animated him and that he did not even try to hide.
He began to scratch the scars from his face with his nails, inflicting pain that he seemed to be pleasant.
'' I feel like I'm ... I'm fine ... having fun here. '' He said. Corporal Franck drove a smile.
Griffus having finished his presentation sat down the satisfied air.
Franck turned his gaze to other recruits.
A girl got up and introduced herself.
'' My name is Isabella, I hope I am up to your expectations. Regarding my ambitions, I have no unfortunately. '' She said in a soft voice and a smile full of assurance.
'' Alright. ''
Franck turned to the last two again.
One of them got up.
'' My name is Raphaël. For personal reasons I want to keep my name and ambitions secret. '' He said.
He expressed himself while keeping a straight posture, the curved torso and the chin slightly lifted upwards.
It only remained Sarah who had not yet presented herself.
She got up and spoke.
"My name is Sarah ... Sarah Antagana. That's it. ''
Sarah expressed herself without giving the slightest emotion.
She had managed to repress the hatred that gnawed at her.
She tried to do it after observing the others.
For a reason that she did not understand, none of them showed signs of hatred towards the Yorken.
Some even had their own goal and others were devoid of it. There was also the one who seemed to appreciate this situation.
Sarah concludes that she should not reveal her emotions in everyone's eyes in order to keep a certain transparency.
Franck sighed and then spoke.
'' I warn you, from now on it is hell that awaits you. ''
'' Hell? '' Asked Griffus with a large smile.
'' During the time you spend here I would personally take care of your training. I will have no mercy and it will not make me hot or cold if some of you die during my sessions. My Lord does not need weak in his ranks. ''
Franck marked a break, letting the new recruit digest the information he had just announced.
He sketched a smile and gained the floor.
'' Those who survive my sessions will see their power increase considerably. ''
Sarah clenched her fists.
Becoming strong to avenge your own even if it was necessary to sink into darkness was now its new goal.
The training she was going to be confronted soon fell.
'' And according to your exploits, you can even access the title of lieutenant in the new army that we will form very soon. ''
Raphaël suddenly showed the interest in the discussion.
'' Soon, we will no longer be considered as a simple mercenary. The Lord Shaka aims to create a new nation in order to submit the seven kingdoms as well as the domain of King-Demon! ''
The announcement of this information was a shock for each of the people present in the room.
Basic the Yorken are a group of mercenary who performs missions in the pay of several kingdoms and those in the greatest secrecy.
Assassination or as an army corps, all means were good for making money.
This group is ordered by Shaka and to date its workforce is estimated at around 15,000 soldiers dissipated in several places.
Each time, this community, sweating only by force and money now fed the ambition to become a nation and to subject the continent.
"Creates a nation and submit the whole continent. Isn't that too ambitious and unrealizable from a realistic point of view? '' Asked Raphaël.
For him, such a project was not achievable especially if we wanted to take into account the resources available to Yoroven.
"Do not underestimate the Lord Shaka. You have no idea of his strength and the resources he has. Just strengthen yourself or otherwise you will be part of the first corpses that I would go to the rough battlefield. '' Replied Franck.
'' In any case, as long as I ... I can kill people ... the ... the rest ... no matter. '' Said Griffus.
'' Very well, now let's get down to serious things. Each of you will have to choose a partner he will face during a singular fight. You have thirty seconds to do it. ''
"It starts ..." said Sarah internally.
A soft hand came to the shoulder. Surprise, she jumped and then turned around.
She faced Isabella who welcomed her with a smile.
Sarah displayed a suspicious look.
"Since when has she arrived behind me?" Sarah asked herself.
'' Hey, are we fighting you and me? '' Asked Isabella.
'' All right. '' Replied Sarah.
'' He ... All that remains is ... that both it looks like. '' Said Griffus, addressing Raphaël.
Raphaël showed him no interest.
The thirty seconds now sold, the groups of two were already formed.
Sarah Antagana and Isabella Nimbé.
Raphaël and Griffus.
End of chapter.