The morning sun bathed the divine mansion in a warm glow, announcing the start of a new day. As Sammy yawned his way through the halls, the distinctive clashing of swords beckoned him towards the courtyard. Amina and Vamelion were in the midst of a lively training session, their blades dancing in a synchronized display of skill.
"Good morning, my lord," Amina greeted, bowing gracefully. Her brother, Nabil, echoed the gesture.
"Mornin'," Sammy mumbled, still rubbing sleep from his eyes. "So, you guys decided to start the party without me?"
Vamelion chuckled, lowering her sword. "You looked like you needed a few more winks. We didn't want to disturb your beauty sleep."
"Yeah, beauty sleep is essential for us gods," Sammy quipped with a playful grin. "But, now that I'm here, let's turn this training session into a divine spectacle!"
Ragna, sitting on the sidelines, sharpening his axe, joined the banter. "Divine spectacle, huh? I'm just here for the show."
As Sammy summoned his gauntlet, Amina raised an eyebrow. "Are you joining the training, my lord?"
"Nah, just a friendly spar with your brother here. Gotta make sure he's ready for the cosmic chaos we're diving into."
Nabil, readying his spear, nodded. "I appreciate the training, my lord. I won't hold back."
"You better not," Sammy teased. "Now, let's make this interesting, for I am sure of ragna and vamelion skills, your sister position as a champion of a high god also speak for itself, I want to know if you are worth taking."
The ensuing clash was a mix of divine prowess and earthly finesse. Nabil, displaying remarkable skill, lunged forward with calculated strikes. Sammy, with a smirk, gathering most of his energy into his arm was able to effortlessly counter nabils attacks, offering pointers between exchanges.
"You're quick, Nabil, but don't forget to watch your flank. In a real battle, there's no room for hesitation," Sammy advised, parrying a thrust.
Vamelion, taking a break from her own training, chimed in. "Sammy's got a point. The battlefield doesn't care about fairness. It's survival of the fittest."
As the sparring session continued, Sammy noticed Amina observing intently. "Amina, you've got quite the skilled brother. We might need his prowess in the upcoming mission."
Her eyes lit up with determination. "Nabil is formidable, my lord. If you think he can aid our cause, I'm all for it."
With a friendly pat on Nabil's shoulder, Sammy grinned. "Great! We've got one last member to gather. Let me make my way to meet them.
As Sammy stood outside the mansion waiting for the arrival of the last member of the team. Sammy, in high spirits, looked at the eclectic group – a Valkyrie, a stoic warrior, a divine trickster, and he was expecting hades to outdo himself. "Today marks the beginning of our cosmic comedy. Let's embrace both celestial prowess and laughter on this wild ride."
As he awaited the last member, the divine mansion echoed with the sounds of swords clashing, setting the tone for the extraordinary journey that lay ahead.
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