Damian returned home after the meeting with the generals ended.
As soon as he entered through the gates, Damian saw both Cleo and Blaze lying on the grass. Looking lifeless even as he went to them with a grin on his face.
“You two look tired.” He said.
“Tired?” Blaze repeated. “Tired is an understatement Damian.”
“Yeah. Now I can understand why Juror Gerard was always in the cranky and unpleasant mood that he was in.” Cleo added, his eyes still closed and refusing to move a single inch from where he was lying. “Training warriors is hard work.”
“Don’t tell me you two actually failed?” Damian taunted.
“Are you kidding me?” Blaze sprang up; sitting with his legs crossed. “Of course we didn’t!”
“We smacked some sense into those soldiers.” Cleo got up right after. “Figuratively and lit
