~Can't take her place~
~Devon~
“Dude, it's just dawn. Where on earth are you going with a sword and a bottle of water?” Orion stood before me, eyes drowsy in his set of pink pajamas. Such an eyesore. Till date, I still couldn't understand why he'd shop for a set of pink pajamas when real men choose cooler colors. I walked past him, swinging my sword on my shoulder with our steps echoing in the hallway.
“You look like you're going to war.” Orion walked after me, clearly in a mood to annoy me on such a pleasant morning. I halted, turning to face him sternly, “I'm going to train.” I spelled, but he kept staring at me like a kid from kindergarten. I facepalmed myself, “don't you understand? I'm going to train someone.” I pointed at my sword and a bottle of water, “shouldn't you know I trai
