Crippled, clutching bleeding noses and bruised ribs, young people, despite the pain and fatigue, vigorously discussed the selection completed earlier. Before joining the rookie squad, the newcomers went through a test, which was a battle with their chosen opponent, where only one of them was able to pass, winning.

"I am Ellie, Joel's named daughter," the voice of the young warrior who met the detachment at the gate to the Berserker settlement sounded loud, like thunder from a clear sky, noticeably exciting the newcomers.

The daughter of the greatest berserker Joel, who single-handedly destroyed an entire village to save her, which earned him his chance to tame the silver dragon.

"I am the commander of your squad. You can contact me or my assistant for questions regarding training," she pointed with her hand at the person behind her, and then gave the order to open the gate. "Follow me."

The settlement, surrounded by a high fence and sharp peaks sticking through a beam, gave the impression of a truly harsh place where the spirit and character were tempered through pain, but inside... It was no different from an ordinary village: the Berserkers, peacefully greeting the early morning, were in no hurry to rush into battle with the chthon, and a goat bleated at all from the right.

"Don't be too fooled by what you see," the commander said, glancing at the small but well-maintained houses. "All this needs to be earned."

No one dared to dispute her words. Only time was able to identify the worthy ones.

"It is strictly forbidden to approach dragons, but..." Deciding immediately to draw a line between the curiosity of the recruits and safety, Ellie began, pacing ahead of a disjointed chain of young people. The hubbub instantly died down; the newcomers, as soon as they heard about the dragons, pricked up their ears.

Glancing over her shoulder at everyone present, she continued, “You can take a chance if you're in a hurry to get to Helheim.”