Chapter 139

• Author's POV
• Roshan stood in the training arena, his eyes narrowed as he barked out commands to the three newest recruits—Casper, Ben, and Dorcas. The air was thick with tension, not just from the intensity of the drills, but from something deeper simmering just beneath the surface—his frustration, his jealousy, his unspoken fear.
• “Again!” he shouted, as the recruits struggled to keep up with the grueling pace. “You call that coordination? You’ll get yourselves killed out there!”