Another day in the Basgiath war college. Every day was a struggle. She had to keep her eyes and senses on full alert. She sheathed her daggers in her weapon belt and moved out towards the battle brief room. She bumped into someone tall. Taller than a normal man was supposed to be.

"Watch where you are going." He said in a cold tone.

She looked up to meet the eyes of none other than Garrick Travis. He looked as straight as a statue, his gaze unnerving. Face stoic.