Chapter 19
September – 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
PAREESA
“Alright, men, listen up!” Pareesa barked in her best approximation of what Mikhail called his 'drill sergeant voice.' “We shall repeat this move until you get it right.”
"It's after sunset."
"I'm tired."
"Everyone else went home. Why can't we?"
"Because I said so, that's why!" Pareesa snapped.
The 16-member B-team was comprised of men who never would have trained as warriors if times weren’t so strange and troubled. Most were only a few years older than her, ranging from fourteen-summer Pirhum to nineteen-summer Yaggit, and all had so little natural ability it made her want to scream. All she did was repeat, repeat, repeat. And then, just when she thought her head would explode with frustration, she would need to rep
