'Once the fight begins, I can't deliver precise instructions to dozens of Demons without losing focus on my own battle. There is no point in having a killer magical formation if my enemy can just get close and kill me without me even noticing.'
'Sounds hard.' Solus noticed the grimaces of the Demons as they tried to coordinate their efforts and the actions of a hundred practice constructs the tower had conjured for them.
'And it's even harder than it looks.' Lith replied.
The training continued until lunchtime. Lith and Solus took breaks only when Raldarak needed a fresh diaper or Valeron and Elysia asked to see them.
The kids were happy and surrounded by their friends and relatives, but they didn't like being separated from their parents for too long.
"Hi, Ral." Trion took the baby boy in his arms and rocked him gently. "Do you remember me?"
"Mama." The baby boy replied.
