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</div>Z could feel her heart beating a little faster as she rushed down one hallway and then another, she was going to be the first to arrive, but even so that didn’t stop Z from running. Just minutes ago, Z had been informed that she was to report to the council chamber of the Crimson Sisters, the most elite of the Crimson Blades, being summoned before the council meant one thing for the young warrior it was time for to prove herself. After successfully navigating the maze of the Academy Z reached the council chambers. Outside the door stood one of the older blades, Vanesa. Vanesa had trained many of the young blades in the art of strategy. Slowing down to a walk Z approached the older white-haired woman.<br/><br/><a class="link link--external" href="https://i.imgur.com/yduAOMg.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">“Z,” Vanesa explained</a>, as her golden eyes settled on the orphaned mutt that had yet to prove herself as a Crimson Blade. The Crimson Blades didn’t have a uniform, every Blade dressed how they saw feet, yet Vanesa willingly chose to wear a pristine white military uniform, that made her look more like a general then the deadly mercenary she was. “You shall wait for the rest of your team here captain, only then will you enter,” Vanesa instructed, as she turned from Z to join the rest of the council.<br/><br/>Captain, the word rung in Z’s head and once she was alone it brought a smile to her face. Every apprentice of the Crimson Blade had to pass a test to get where Z was, she had passed the test just the day prior, but that simple test was nothing compared to what the council would have her do next. Trying her best to calm her nerves and hide her smile at being appointed captain, Z passed back and forth in front of the council chamber door and waiting for her team of to arrive. Z had no idea which apprentices would be joining her, there were not a ton of students, but there were enough that Z did not know all of them. Hoping the others would not make her wait much longer Z tried her best to distract herself from thinking about what was on the opposite side of the door waiting for her.