Charles walked alongside Neymar, Joren, Rowen, and Soren, climbing the stairs to a higher floor of the building.
The echo of their footsteps bounced in the hallway, and the air grew fresher as they ascended.
'Why don't they have more windows like this?' he thought, enjoying the breeze through the large windows that made his black tunic flutter.
He could even see clan members moving between buildings outside.
But that wasn't what really mattered to Charles.
What really mattered was…
'Seriously, this rank gets a whole floor for training?' he thought, curious.
As Nora had told him, the Storm Clan was massive. Not just its towering buildings or the various zones for exploring, fighting, or training, but the sheer number of people living there.
Not everyone fought or served as servants. The clan also had a rural area where they protected a population in exchange for their children to swell the clan's ranks.
