Training alone was a slender, tanned young man with dirty blonde hair and emotionless dark blue eyes. Despite being of average magical ability, he was the victim of much ridicule by most of his fellow mercs  which due to the fact that he had no lineage to speak of. No family worth mentioning, no noble crest no nothing he himself had no clue for which family or family branch he belonged to. At the barracks he was called names like “mud born,” “worthless orphan” and much worse during war scenarios and duels he was subjected to all sorts of mockery, sneering and the “casual” shoving from teammates. During his training, the young man did not notice captain Drager watching with a cocky smile flooding his face.

“Done training to impress you lowly mud born scum” snarled the captain. “I am  not training for you I am training in order to surpass you” Replied Azam

“Well, whatever you are training for hurry up cause lights off in 20 minutes” stated Dragger in his demanding captain way .

As dragger walked back towards the barracks Azam slowly stopped training, “after all I do need to recharge or else I will exhaust all chi” sighed Azam to himself. Picking himself up, he made his towards the barracks on his way there he met Vic a tomboy type girl who preferred to be called by her nickname, then her actual name, which was Victoria, she was also the only one in the Mercenary group who did not disrespect him.

However, she was the polar opposite of him Vic was from a noble lineage who until recently she was living with. Despite this, she was always respectful towards him, Vic was from a family of wealthy merchants and traders. “How was you “solo” training” asked Vic sarcastically grinning. “Vic, you know how the others treat me” replied Azam.

They continued walking towards the barracks with the distant hum of conversations becoming louder and louder. Upon entering like always, the other mercenaries ignored them as if they were too deep in their gossip. Azam subconsciously scouting the room inching towards vic. “let them talk” Victoria whispered to Azam “they do not anything beyond you having not lineage specific magic” reassuring Azam as they both went back to their bunk bed. Then captain Dragger came in looked at Azam and Victoria and said, “Both of you come with me I got new mission for the two of complete and it is not like the others.” Then he started to make his way out and towards the base headquarters. Both Vic and Azam looked at each other and followed him out.

The two of them silently followed their captain where they entered the main headquarters of the base and into his office. “Alright the two of you sit down and I will explain the assignment” calmly explained Dagger.

As the duo were getting seated dagger started “It is a c-rank mission ,where the two of would need to ambush an orc stronghold in the north in order so that the main forces of the Kingdom can capture it.”

“Sir is the one near along the frontlines” asked Vic.

“Yes” Replied Dagger.

“you two set off tomorrow, for the mission make sure you are prepared”  said dagger  “And Azam make sure you come back alive” Dagger sarcastically commented as the duo left his office.

As they were returning back to the barracks Victoria looked up turned towards with curiosity in her eyes and asked “Say Azam, what type of magic do you have.”

“What do you mean? “Replied Azam

“Like despite all of the solo training you have been doing I have never once seen you using magic,” said Vic. Who was even more eager to learn about his magic than before.

“ Well, it is lightning and fire.” Reluctantly told Azam. As magic is ranked from common ,uncommon, epic, rare and mythical. Both Lightning and fire type magic were in the uncommon rank out of the five. Compared to victoria's who had explosion type magic which was epic type magic while the majority of people are in the uncommon-epic ranks a few can obtain rare and even mythical types of magic.

After this, they silently walked back together towards the barracks enjoying the little quiet before their mission.