A full week had passed since Aegon was officially named the Dragon, and now the time had come for both him and Leo to report to Planet Vorthas for their initial round of skill training under the Twelfth Elder's guidance.
For Veyr, this development came as a welcome reprieve, since he had spent the last several days doing nothing except hold endless meetings with strangers, merchants and bureaucrats…. each more tiresome than the last.
Leo, however, found the timing far from ideal.
He had only just begun to familiarize himself with the internal workings of the Juxta Military Base, slowly peeling back its layers and beginning to understand the tip of the iceberg behind its operation, when he was abruptly pulled away and thrust into the Twelfth Elder's training program.
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(Planet Vorthas, the hangar bay)
