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    Meanwhile, T initially attempted to squirm away due to the unexpected hug.


    However, realizing that Orion''s intentions were harmless and that his grip was indirectly easing the soreness in her buttocks—which she had identally fallen on and injured during her practice sessions with her gift—she relented, allowing him to continue.


    "Ahem!!" A firm voice suddenly broke the moment, causing Orion to quickly withdraw his hands from T and turn to see who had spoken.


    Observing Warrior Jean''s stern yet amused expression, Orion heard him remark, "It seems like you''ve finally decided to join us." The smirk on the warrior''s face hinted that he too might have missed him, even if just a little.


    "Come on, let''s go, we don''t want to bete for today''s training," Warrior Jean urged, his tone shifting to a more focused and serious demeanour.


    …....…..


    "Alright, you can all begin," Warrior Jean announced. Orion''s eyes followed Grim as he quickly shifted into one of his forms, charging forward with a cuss clutched in his powerful ws. T, on the other hand, ignited her green mes beneath her feet, propelling herself forward, while Ursa ascended to the skies before initiating a dive to strike at the Vylkr vines from above.


    Observing the group, Orion noted that they had yet to uncover the full extent of their gifts'' capabilities. However, he recognized their progress in effectively using their gifts against the Vylkr vines, knowing when to activate them and when to conserve energy.


    When Gorg stepped into the action and activated his gift, Orion''s eyebrows shot up in surprise.


    Gorg''s disy was nothing short of incredible as he effortlessly tore through the Vylkr vines. With each swing of his cuss, the Vylkr vines split apart, releasing numerous threads of miniature vines that seemed to desperately attempt to detach themselves from the main body, yet remained tethered.


    Although Orion was taken aback by the unexpected effectiveness of Gorg''s gift against the Vylkr vines, he quickly pushed his surprise aside. Following the lead of his mates, he charged into the fray.


    Activating his gift, Orion gripped his cuss tightly in his right hand, while his left hand wielded a lightning-de cuss of simr dimensions. With a fast and practised motion, he swung the des, slicing through the Vylkr vines and obliterating everything in his path.


    The astonishment in the eyes of his training mates was noticeable. The fact that he could manipte his gift to materialize various weapons, provided he could recall their details urately, was a revtion that left them all taken aback.


    Nheless, T tried to do the same with her mes and see if she could manipte them, yet her efforts were met with little sess.


    While the prospect of her eventually mastering the maniption of her mes remained uncertain, her current disy was limited to emitting torrents of scorching green mes from her limbs.


    In the midst of the training, a resounding crackle echoed through the air as Orion''s lightning de hummed with energy.


    "Crackle!!!"


    Pausing briefly to observe his mates, he noted their coordinated efforts, ensuring they fought in harmony, avoiding unnecessary interference.


    "Impressive," he muttered, before charging in once more.


    …..........


    After the fight, Warrior Jean called all of them back an hourter and proceeded to destroy the remaining Vylkr vines by himself, as he always does.


    As soon as the task wasplete, Gorg approached Orion, curiosity clear in his eyes, "Orion, how did you do that?"


    Grim joined in, casting a sceptical nce, "Yeah, you''re not going to tell us you trained on your own while you were away, right?"


    Internally sighing, Orion prepared to answer their questions, but before he could speak, a looming shadow suddenly cast itself over the group from above.


    A sense of foreboding gripped Orion''s heart as he gazed upwards, confirming his suspicion.


    A massive green owl was swooping down toward them, and as it closed in on the ground, it transformed into the Vige Chief.


    "Chief….."


    "Chief.…."


    The collective voices of Warrior Jean and the group echoed as they acknowledged the Vige Chief''s arrival.


    But the Vige Chief simply nodded somberly in response, his serious expression intensifying as he drew closer, deepening the uneasiness in Orion''s heart.


    Coming to a halt before him, the Vige Chief''s gaze fixed on Warrior Jean first. "I realize this is unexpected, especially on his first day back, but a matter requires his immediate attention. I''ll be taking him with me," the Vige Chief expressed, his words directed at Warrior Jean.


    Then, his attention shifted to Orion. "Orion, let''s go." Without giving Orion the opportunity to reply, the Vige Chief transformed, and his talons closed around him, lifting him off the ground in a swift and unexpected motion.


    In an instant, they were soaring into the sky, leaving the others below.


    Meanwhile below, Warrior Jean was about to offer a response when T''s lips twisted into a frown, her muttering barely audible: "I knew it."


    Gorg and Grim, on the other hand, remained baffled, struggling to process the sudden turn of events.


    "Orion," Ursa murmured, concern tingeing her voice, her eyes fixed on the sky where Orion had vanished from her sight.


    Meanwhile, above them, Orion''s voice carried frustration and confusion as he shouted, "Chief, what''s happening?" This was a rare sight – the usuallyposed Vige Chief showing signs of anxiety.


    Still, if he was going to be pulled away from training so suddenly the moment he returned, then what was the point of returning to it?


    A sense of unease began to grow within him. Frustration mounting with theck of response, Orion raised his voice again, "CHIEF!"


    However, this time, the Vige Chief''s speed increased as they soared over the farm, heading toward its far end.


    Descending into Anara''s section of the farm, Orion opened his mouth to address the vige chief, but it promptly hung agape at the sight before him. Numerous tree nymphs were seated in a circle around an enormous tree, undoubtedly Anara''s tree.


    "....Chieft, what is going on?" Orion''s voice carried a hint of confusion as he struggled to understand the scene before him.


    This was the first time he had witnessed so many tree nymphs gathered together, and he wanted to make sense of the unusual sight.