Edward Equiste travels his fingers over the seams of the books gently placed on the shelves. They were evenly distributed, chronologically and by categories which makes it easier to anyone, may them be new or the usual people.
Camille seems to be going a great job maintaining the place. He thought. It has been quite a while when Antar became the training ground – the place where they started raising people who could be humanity’s last hope against their rampaging enemies. But the place stood tall even though it was once a storage room for resource back-up.
It was nothing but hectic for him. Reviewing applications, guiding trainees, and helping his little sister, Clara with her own training. And from time to time, he will be dragged by Eclair for a little spar. Sleep is the only peace time he could make for himself which he does for a maximum of four hours.
He wouldn’t be surprised if he will faint one day and be bed ridden for more than a month but he enjoys his work more than anything else.
His thoughts stopped when he heard the door creak, obviously revealing that this building is too old for its cause yet strong enough to still cater all these books and people. He turned around and smiled at the presence at the door.
“I was waiting. Welcome to your first task of training.” He told.