[George's POV]
What were those machineries?
It's like the more I fight, the more weird things I see. They have so many deadly things, but it seems like we have nothing at all to challenge them.
It's akin to saying that we developed in very different directions. I don't know if we have things that are as deadly or accurate or they do, but we should have something similar. After all, there are floating islands.
I got up and looked for Solis. He probably should have made it back, but who could know for sure?
After some time spent searching I didn't find him. But then I spotted him dashing through the flap of the tent, so I moved to him.
"Solis, we need to talk."
He was sweaty and panting, but still looked at me.
"Train me."
Unexpected words flowed out of his mouth.
"You want me to train you?"
