Spes exhaled, pulling down his sword in one fast swinging motion.
A drop of sweat would fall down to the beautiful tiles at his feet, making an inaudible noise as the sounds of raindrops and wind still strongly resounded outside the cave-like infrastructure they were in.
"It looks like the rain won't be stopping anytime soon..." Spes commented, stashing the sword back into his tent.
"That should be enough training for today," he grunted, taking out a flask of water from his spatial ring and gulping it down his throat.
Revitalized, he stared around, wondering what everyone else was doing.
Vota, as usual, was hiding within his tent, his snores could already be heard from where Spes stood.
As for the Medicus, he sat on a rock not too far from the long table at the end of the cave, his expression indecipherable, the area where he was being poorly lit.
