Training with a Saint

"Big One! Big One!"

Innilis knocked on Kreighdon's door.

"Oh, by the gods!, what are you doing here this late?"

Kreighdon stared at the little girl. The Blood-colored Wargod didn't fear heaven or earth but the pipsqueak made him shiver. The world's hierarchy was weird.

"Come out and help me!" yelled the girl.

"Why? Stop tugging! I'm coming!"

The girl barely half his height dragged the noble saint along. She clutched his trousers, tugging so hard it nearly tore off. They ultimately arrived at the arena. It was packed with orcs during the day, but dead empty at night. Tonight, however, there stood a single slender figure. Kreighdon knew of only one that fit that description: Leguna.

The kid stared at him, his mouth agape.

"You look like you haven't slept in days!" he chortled.

The orc glanced at the little girl oddly.

"What do you want?"

"Train with Big Bro Leguna!"...

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