"Hey, anyone here knows when we'll go in battle? There's studies to be made, and I'm feeling like stretching my spells a little, it's even more fun in a good group like y'all, anyone else?" Arkhant felt that the silence between the group was broken, and that was the first step for a strong bound between the Reclaimers.

He took a long deep breath, thinking on what he would see, perhaps he would learn new spells from other wizards? Or maybe he would learn a little of Dark Magic, or even see a Wyvern Rider, who knows? There was so much to see, but those thoughs were dissipated when he remembered that in war there is no law, there's those who kill and those who die, and he never killed before, but dying was out of his plans as well, [i]First lesson of war: To make studies possible, you must survive first, even if you have to kill[/i], Arkhant though to himself while adjusting his robe back and forth.