After the training session was over, Friya, Quylla, and Orion spent some more time together in the park nearby. House Ernas had two training areas. One indoors, to practice during bad weather or run fighting simulations in different scenarios.

The walls and the ceiling were enchanted, allowing them to shapeshift to recreate caves, narrow corridors, or small rooms.

The other one was located behind the house. It was a large clearing, with no vegetation or furnishing outside training dummies. It was the perfect place to practice magic and sword techniques in the open under different weather conditions, with complete freedom of movement.

“Dad, there’s something I need to talk to you about.” Friya sat on the ground in front of him with a sad expression on her face. Orion could tell there was something haunting her.

“During the last day of the attack, I killed a few undead. I wouldn’t even mention it, if not for the fact that they were people I knew.” She told him about what had happened while she was looking for a Healer to save Phloria and Yurial.

“When I killed that woman, during the second exam, I felt terrible. Some days, I can still see her terrified expression the moment before I executed her. This time I didn’t feel anything. I know they had become monsters, but they were still my classmates.

“I should feel remorse, some pain for their deaths, something. Does this make me a bad person? Am I turning into a cold blooded killer?”