Dragon Breeder 2 by Dante King

Author:Dante King [King, Dante]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-27T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

With a single-minded dedication that I was able to channel from my MMA days—which felt now as if they had had happened to another dude in some other place and I had just somehow absorbed the knowledge—I threw myself into my dragonmancer training.

The next few days zipped by. I had thought I had known what an intense physical training workload had been, but dragonmancer training was something else entirely. The main difference to anything I had done on Earth was that here, under the storm clouds and sun of the Mystocean Empire, I was learning how to become the best warrior I could be so that when the shit hit the fan, I wouldn’t wind up dead.

That was the chief reason that I wanted to be the best and most formidable dragonmancer that I could be: to minimize the chances of me getting an arrow through the throat or a trident all tangled up in my guts like a fork in a plateful of fettuccine.

I zoned into each and every one of my classes with a furious zeal. Even Combat Theory, which involved a lot more theory than combat, was a couple of hours where I tried to turn my mind into a sponge and soak up all the lessons that Preceptor Tang’s tales of battles gone by and fallen dragonmancers offered us.

So it was that that first week of classes passed in the blink of an eye. I would wake up at the crack of dawn—usually before dawn had cracked the sky actually—eat breakfast, and then head to my Physical Training lesson. From there, I only paused or got off my feet when I was sitting down to eat or else studying in the Grand Library. When I fell into bed each night, and I let my fatigue wash me into a dreamless sleep, the last thing my brain dwelt on was how Elenari and Saya were going looking after Garth and Wayne, the dragonlings. I assumed that there was nothing to report, as I had had no communication from either of the women or the Seer. My best guess was that they were minimizing the chance of anyone in the Martial Council finding out about this by not risking any messages.

One of the aspects of being dragon bonded that I came to appreciate the most wasn’t any of the more spectacular facets that might jump to mind. It was the way that being bonded to Noctis gave me such an insane, latent power for recovery. It was incredible. I would go to bed as sore in the muscles and weary in the mind as I had ever been in my life. Then, the following morning, before daybreak, my eyes would snap open and I would spring out from my bed like I’d just been given a shot of adrenaline, feeling as good as new.

It was a galvanizing and intoxicating sensation, feeling the way I felt every day. My muscles were pumped full of potential energy and stored mayhem.

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