Zyra awoke the next morning to the noise of a few other girls waking up. Some were already getting ready for their first day of combat training. Half-asleep she wanted nothing more than to go back to bed and curl up under the sheets.
It wouldn't do for her to be late on the first day and disappoint her team. That's right, stroke of luck or not they managed to form a team with one hour to spare before midnight. She was thankful that the men were separated from the women and she thankfully didn't have to see their sixth member, Leon.
Then Zyra remembered how flustered she had been after reading the last name that Nyla wrote for the team. She stood at the notice board for how long with her mouth gaping wide open like a fish. Leon's non-stop laughing at her shocked expression didn't help much.
Just how had Nyla managed to convince Leon to join their team. As she was pretty sure that glory hog would have wanted to form a team of his own.
