The combat simulation room buzzed with anticipation. Alaric and Caspian had once again arrived before anyone else, their dedication to their training evident in the beads of sweat rolling down their faces. The puppet opponent, pierced by a combination of Alaric's fireballs and Caspian's flaming arrows, stood as a testament to their relentless training.
It had been this way since the day following the day the combat class was introduced to them. Both had made it an appointment to wake up earlier than the rest to train, which earned them the title of 'Workaholic Peasants' even among lowborns like themselves.
Gasps of awe and murmurs of admiration filled the air as the other recruits began to arrive. However, some couldn't help but scowl, their scornful gazes fixed on the duo.
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