The freezing winds howled across the jagged peaks as Lance stood on a frost-covered ledge, his breath coming out in visible puffs. His body ached from the grueling session Kaelthara had just put him through, but he stood tall, his endurance now leagues beyond what it had been before.
It had been one year now since he arrived in the sacred dragon lands and began training. Over this past year, Lance had improved by leaps and bounds, becoming a completely different creature from what he was when he started training. Truly, everyone could testify that he and Kaelthara were destined to be together.
