"Increadible", *was Grandus's responce to everything spoken and not spoken*, "Not a peep of boasting...we'll have to fix that...theres such a thing as too quiet, but damn if thats not a near perfect soldi-", *Grandus was cut off as what seemed like a hurricane  struck the field, Archa, the monster lord had lept clear over the entire camp without even using her wings, landed then viciously unfurled her molten wings causing high winds and a bombastic change in air pressure to strike everyone present. The wind shot through the troops and filled their lungs with a cleansing hot wind, dulling the pain of their wounds. As her wings passed over their bodies, their wounds were sealed as if by fire,  allowing perfect scars to form, the internal healing was a work of perfection however. Then the war goddess reduced her size and became an anthro Dire Miralis, cloaked in fiery wings and bearing heavy stone like armor. Unlike the standard Miralis, she bore bright red stone scales, the brightest vermilion anyone had ever seen, she put Grandus to shame just by being there. A massive great sword rested in one claw which she planted into the ground, an Arcadian longsword sheathed at her hip, both of her swords bore shovel esq tips to enhance their swinging and puncture strength. As her voice bellowed from her blazing maw, all knew, she was master here and none should challenge her, for the shear power, and confidence in her voice."<br/><br/>"Captain, you must be extatic to find such a cleaver student, I see in your exhiliration you even lost your stoic nature...are you that eager to impress upon these new recruits?"<br/><br/>*Grandus smiled as if he were laughing as he bowed to Archa, just a little bow no excessive pomp and the Empress seemed to accept it that way.*, "It's the bond between true soldiers that I seek M'lady, any perks like honor and prestige are a simpletons trinkets, they can be bought with gold, but bonds must be forged with blood and sweat"<br/><br/>"Spoken like a real fighter little one, you still havent lost your vision", *the kirin would still be bowing to Archa, his wounds healed but also because he feared the Empress, she was known to be extremely violent and short tempered...this only served to pull at her ire though as she gave him a hard shove to the chest*, "bowing is for politicians wanting to lick my boots, soldiers don't bow, they stand their ground...keep your backbone ready to take a hit...and don't get so tense, if I decide to eat you, you wont get away", *she looked him in the eye, her own eyes blazing with literal fire, then turned her attention to Arcen her eyes wide in wonder*, "I could recruit anyone in the legion for my personal squadron, your guarenteed a position if you'll take it...but don't worry about hurting feelings, this troop is made of tough stuff...while I'm sure Prince Grandus appreciates your notion of respect for his pride, he is a humble man who values truth above all else, fight him with all your strength next time, do not hold back little one...I shall oversee tomorows training...as for the rest of you, everyone who fell for the net trap, your out of the roster, report to Princess Torarie, she'll sort you out and put you where you can be most effective."<br/><br/>*As the failures left, Archa gazed over the five remaining, as promised, the number was halved*, "you four have a higher reaction time, or more patience than those who were snared this makes you more suited to matching my pace on the battlefield, unlike other squadrons I am the standard in the Royal guard, you must do your best to keep up with me...I'll tell you now, none of you can match me, you just have to get close enough...it will be painful, some of you may even die from the strain...and I'm probably going to kill one of you by the end...no worries, I can resurrect you afterwards, but dying hurts, a lot...take every pain you experience as a lesson and learn as much as you can...and I'll make you into demigods of the battlefield, angels of war...now go, rest, talk over a warm meal, get to know each other...if you pass my tutorage, you'll be spending the rest of your lives with them, the Arcadian royal guard is an eternal bond, even in death your Blade-kin will guard you....Dismissed", *Archa drew her sword a she spoke and then waved it to the right as she dismissed them, this was a visual que that Arcadian soldiers used to communicate silently, sword talking and hand signs allowed them an advantage in the battlefield that most did not have.*