Moonspear my reign is built upon hypocrisy and all my casualties

With time this space could come to resemble the training grounds of Mereo. He stepped back as he gathered his bearings, trying to catch his breath, and envisioned the barren expanse once completed: a sprawling stone floor, debris pushed out of the way enough to allow for multiple pairings to spar, perhaps a space for an audience - he even considered excavating a boulder or two from the mountainside.

It wasn't much for now. As he surveyed what had been cleared so far, his gaze drew across a distant pale figure; he thought of Sialuk initially, and his attention doubled back with a semblance of interest. No, this was... the grandmother.

Glaukus stared boldly for a moment, took a breath, and turned away, eager to get back to work.