Flr Training Stories 소설 & 이야기

Tritan leans towards Finrir and signs, "I've been training here since I was a child. The Merguardians are formidable, and Aros is an exceptional leader. Would you like to give it a try?" A mix of anticipation and nerves fills Finrir's expression, but he nods in agreement. With Tritan by his side, he dives into the world of Tritanian combat training, ready to test his abilities and embrace this new adventure, one stroke at a time. With Tritan as his guide, Finrir eagerly immerses himself in the training sessions at the Merguardian grounds. He learns the intricacies of Tritanian combat techniques, honing his skills alongside his newfound cousin and the other trainees.

Now Tic and I get to be graced with his shitty attitude for the duration of this meeting. Day one of training is over, as is customary. We are dividing the fighters up based on capabilities. There are zero surprises in who the top five are. Anna, Harriet, Flint, Peter and Lux. All five have excellent form, powerful strikes and their own style. Of those five, only two are humble. Anna and Flint.

he said as he was helping them out of the boat. “Thank you” Firlea said. “Thank you for coming Tenac,” Mary said. “My pleasure ladies.” They made their way into the hall where they had gathered during the evaluation. When everyone had arrived, they counted fifteen trainees. The hall seemed so spacious when there were so few of them. They all waited in silence. Furnlow stepped into the hall, and they all looked at him.

I did not tell him anything. He once again tried to provoke me against Aron, saying that he did not care about me. I almost believed his words, but Aron's action calmed me. He told Gamma Edwin to train me like a fighter. I started my training when all the pack fighters left the training hall. At first, I felt really hurt in my body. The fight I learned from my old pack was quite different from what I was learning here. "You are improving a lot, Flora. That's a good sign," Gamma Edwin appreciated me.

Alice Whoever tells anyone that training is easy has either never done it, or they have done it so many times that they do not feel its effects, because this was torture! I know we all signed up for it, but I could tell that Haley and Kaitlyn were both suffering as well. We were currently sparring with our mates, and they were all d*mn good at fighting. At least we were learning how to defend ourselves, and I was really grateful for everything that they had done for us up until now.

she asked with a smile upon seeing Adrian's nimble maneuvers. Adrian hoisted their luggage and headed toward a light in the distance. As he walked, he said, "Back at the Battle of Azure Creek, we had to jump out of a speeding train because of a mission. Many of our comrades were flung to their deaths. After that incident, Wyvern Peak included a training exercise on how to land without getting injured in our basic training.” Upon hearing his explanation, Gloria smiled and asked, "I'm guessing you're the one who suggested it become part of the basic training routine, didn't you? Then again, it’s indeed beneficial for our soldiers to be able to withstand such situations in an actual fight."

Maybe she was referring to the rumor floating around—about Trix and me being the only trainees handpicked by Federico. One month later… Mrs. Grumpy—our instructor—announced that we had completed two months of hand-to-hand combat training. Next up? A shooting course. Before that, though, we had a week-long break. Not really for relaxation—just more jogging and drills. Rumor had it that Mad Max would be in charge of the shooting course. And shooting was no small program—it covered everything from archery to firearms. That week of “break” wasn’t a break at all. It was just a short training week.

Most of them chorused and the rest thanked me for volunteering to help them train. And all I did was wave and beam, telling them it's nothing. "Great, let's begin!" I shouted. I divided the trainees into smaller groups, letting the little girl to stay aside to watch, and we began the training. We started with the basics - how to load, aim, and shoot the guns. And they were so fast at learning. I couldn't be more proud of myself. "Oh! What do we have here? A slave trying to be Luna? Someone who almost got killed. Hah! What a joke!"

But now, I was about to embark on a journey that would change my life forever. My combat training began with a demonstration in front of my classmates. I executed the first move with precision, earning a nod of approval from our instructor, Freya. The second move was just as flawless, but as I prepared for the final technique, a sudden, searing pain shot through my head, leaving me crumpled on the ground.

He clenched his jaw. “Look, if you don't want to train me then it's fine but at least, let me see it and if you are worried that I will rat about your training secrets to my papa or my people then don't worry. I won't,” Flora spoke. “Because neither do my people need to know about your training secrets nor they believe in copying someone else's ways. They are smart and brave enough to beat the shit out of you and your people on their own,” an innocent smile played on her face as she insulted him and his men. He gritted his teeth. The audacity of this girl was too much.