Charles found himself in a wide-open area, surrounded by an endless expanse of primeval forest. There were no signs of battle, not even a single person in sight.
The Ferocious Beast Mountain Range spanned thousands of kilometers, and the group of over 1,000 trainees was like a few grains of rice scattered into the ocean.
Charles sighed and checked his phone for messages. The most recent message in the group chat for the 7th squad was from Fletcher.
August 1st, 07:56 [Fletcher]:
"I'm leaving today. The next month of training will be up to you all. Be careful in everything you do. I'll be waiting for good news from you at Lsengard."
At this moment, all the members of the 7th squad were offline. Charles tried sending a few messages, but no one responded.
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