Draiss watched the ebb and flow of the battle around them, and frowned as they got closer to the end goal of their offensive, noting that they weren't healing as often as they should. Or at least, as often as he would like, as both their father and as a commander. He sighed as the one fell, noting the damage was JUST enough, before shrugging to Io. "This kind of training is the biggest advantage they have to earn that. The feel the pain of wounds, they can see the damage, smell the blood, terror, and death around them, though it all vanishes when the simulation turns off. They don't freeze up like most organics do in combat. Though I will admit this is the most vicious fight they have had yet, and they are slowly worked into simulations that are as lifelike as possible without them actually being hurt. The children are required to at least learn self defense, and I encourage them to go further in some kind of combat discipline. Tysinni and my daughter Bastetta was attacked by assassins a few years back, and only the training she had kept her and her fiance alive long enough to get to the domain.<br/><br/>I might act like a crazy, carefree playboy, but I do have methods I work with. The children don't start on this level, they get bard's type combat to start. Wound's don't hurt or bleed, the 'dead' vanish into smoke. Just like a game. I slowly turn them into killers, carefully paring away what I must, to ensure they can live as long as possible while still being able to enjoy just existing, and other's as well."<br/><br/>He was talking to himself at the end as the 'dead' Twilight woke up as the simulation ended, a small, sad smile as the male preened at how well he had done, teasing his youngest sister until Halion cuffed him, which led to the two of them rolling around scuffling. He laughed as he watched, before hitting the speaker. "Alright you two, break it up. Did well, got a few presents for everyone for excelling today. They are protection rings, and in the armory, so get them before you leave."<br/><br/>He grinned as they all raced off for the newest 'shiny' they had earned, as one of the constructs handed him a pair of dataslates with the stats for the four twilights on it, which he offered to Io, and the second one to Bahamut. "If you would like, you can review those at your leisure. If I find any more Twilights, I might send them your ways, let them be real dragons, rather than the poor mockeries I make."