Michael landed onto the soil, creating a dust cloud around him.
"Hohoho, it seems that I may have been too harsh in my training," said Grieve.
Zion was on his knees, clutching his heart while the rest of the Rebornian trainees looked around him with worry.
"Lord Michael," said Grieve.
Michael turned to the skeleton general. All this time, Grieve had been in the Nation of Reborn, keeping their growing armies trained and managed. He was the one who ensured that there were guards and protectors all throughout the lands occupied by Reborn.
And currently, Grieve has been managing the training of a few newcomers. Including Zion.
The youngest Dragonborn, despite having the best talent out of all of his siblings, had yet to fully awaken his Aubility Powers. He had been stuck for a long time, never being able to advance further in his cultivation, while his siblings went far ahead of him.
