"Hold your swords tightly and stand firm until I say so!"
The commander's stern voice echoed as he commanded the three what to do. His presence alone was enough to silence any lingering chatter among the knights who were also training on the side.
The commander was a man in his late forties, with graying hair and a few battle scars visible on his weathered face and exposed arms. His name was Darius Greystone, a veteran knight renowned for his strategic mind and unmatched skill in swordsmanship.
He had served in the king's army for over two decades and was well-respected throughout the kingdom for his numerous victories in battles and his unyielding dedication to the crown.
Darius had trained many of the kingdom's finest knights, and his methods, though rigorous, were known to produce exceptional warriors. His reputation preceded him, and it was clear that he took his role very seriously with how he was training the three right now.
