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Chapter 2

We were all in formation, the death roll from Conscription day being read aloud. Everyone is in their rider black uniforms, a four point star shown on my shoulder showing my rank as a first year. The cuts on our uniforms are based on the person's comfort, riders don't really do anything with the whole conformity idea, that's for the infantry.

Mine was a lot more concealing then the others with very minimal cuts to it. It was easy to move in, and didn't have many points for someone to hook onto if a fight were to occur.

We were somewhere in the 50's by now, a lot of the cadets around me in some form of disarray, though some are trying to mask it terribly. My face stays blank, listening through the names as they are read. This is all they will get, once the death roll is done there is no formal conclusion, and we get straight into getting instructions from our section leader, Dain.

Dude was an ass, and obviously wanted Violet out of this quadrant. He was even starting to get on my nerves, which isn't something easy to do. I honestly questioned how he even became a squad leader as he has way to big of an ego in my opinion.

I kept quiet though, not wanting to cause trouble just yet, and there was still a lot of things that needed to happen if I were to slip back into the shadows of this place.

" At least one of you should have memorized your schedules. I expect you all to still be alive for sparing this afternoon. " He said, the second and third years walking off towards their classes. Sawyer, a repeat in our squad, was put in charge of telling us where to go.

We all grabbed our bags from the bunks, heading into our first class. Somehow I end up being in every single class as Violet and her friends. Once classes are finished up, next up is Battle brief, the class where we talk about what is happening around us, also the only class we have everyday with every single member of the quadrant. We all don't fit, some of the third years standing at the back of the class against the wall. I sit down next to Ridoc, and Violet next to me, followed by Rhiannon and the rest of the squad.

The room is filled with wooden chairs, all of which are curving around the center point of the room, the dais. Standing up tall was Professor Devera and some other man that I had not seen before. Devera soon walked up onto the podium, silenceing all of us.

" Welcome to your first battle brief. In the past riders have been called into service before graduation. And if they were, they were always third years who spent time shadowing forward wings, but we expect you to graduate with the full knowledge of what we're up against. It's not just about knowing where every wing is stationed either." Every first year is paying close attention, as they should be.

" With that please welcome Professor Markham. I expect all of you to treat him with the up most respect. "

Devera stepped down from the podium, motioning towards the person standing next to him, who I guessed was Professor Markham. He stepped up onto the podium, adjusting something before clearing his throat and speaking.

" First topic of the day, from our Intel from just this morning, the eastern wing experienced an attack last night near the village of Shakere by a drift of Griffins and their riders. Of course some of the information is redacted due to security reasons. We will share what we can though"

' Naturally ' I thought to myself, taking a few notes on my parchment in front of me.

" What we know is that the wards have faultered along the top of the Espen mountains. Allowing the drift not only to enter Narrarian territory but down for the riders to chanel and wild some time around midnight." The professor goes on about the details of the attack that can be shared before Devera stepped back up, opening the discussion up to questions from the first years before the higher years could ask.