The sprawling expanse of the Cadet Camp was unlike anything Neron had ever seen.
Nestled within a wide, rocky valley flanked by jagged mountains, the camp was alive with activity. Dragons in their humanoid forms moved about, their draconic features—horns, tails, and sharp, angular eyes—making them seem creepy.
Tents and training arenas were scattered around the area, with some cadets sparring in the open and others tending to weapons that glowed faintly with magical energy.
Neron walked between the towering figures, his mind racing.
'What am I doing here?' He still didn't fully grasp the details of Lilith's plan.
The transport spell had dumped him straight into unfamiliar territory, and now, surrounded by beings that could end him if they saw through his disguise, he felt completely out of his depth.
"This is insane…" he muttered under his breath.
