Damian shook his head, pushing away the negative thoughts. It had been six months. They must have improved a lot by now, probably even leveled up several times. They didn't need as much time to level up as he did, after all. And they were talented. Sam, despite his constant whining, had always paid attention and done the exercises Damian had recommended when they practiced swordsmanship together.
As for Einar, Damian didn't know much about him, but he seemed like someone with solid goals and strong motivation. The cousins, understood the importance of hard work. Yovan was lazy, sure, but his curiosity about spells and magic made him perfect for becoming a good mage.
"....Commander, I think we should take a little break, should you wish to freshen yourself," Tristan suggested, urging them to pause the discussion. Damian also gave his mana sense a rest.
