The forest dimmed gradually as the sun lowered. The sounds of training faded one by one until everyone began to rest.
Although Noah had noticed the stares from the cats and dogs, he didn't confront them about training alongside him and the others. The benefits of making them stronger were obvious.
But he believed it should be them coming to him, not the other way around.
He desired an army of his own, but subordinates who felt entitled to his protection, his cores, or his guidance would become a burden long before they became an asset.
And worse, subordinates like that would eventually betray him if those benefits were to stop. He didn't just need strong soldiers, he needed loyal ones.
This time, as Fenrir and Kratos went out to hunt, they didn't share their spoils with them either.
The message wasn't cruel, but it was clear.
If they wanted a place here, if they wanted strength, protection, and the chance to grow, then they would have to step forward on their own.
