his training began. Every day he worked on his technique, learning new moves and getting stronger. He didn’t give up, even when he fell and got bruised. His friends from the village, when they heard about his progress, began writing him letters of encouragement and support.
One day, after a particularly hard workout, Edward sat on a bench, tired but happy. He remembered the words of an old woman from the village, «True strength is determination and self-belief.» He knew his dreams were becoming a reality, and he wasn’t going to stop there.
– I’m going to be a warrior! – he whispered, looking at the arena full of possibilities. – I’m going to do it…
Chapter 4:
Also in Eldoralia, there are the Northern Lands, which was a place where the cold permeated all living things. Here, among the vast expanses of snow and icy mountains, different races dwelt: humans, orcs, elves, and other creatures. Each adapted to the harsh conditions, but they were all united by one thing: survival in this brutal climate.
The humans in the north were more harsh and withdrawn than their southern counterparts. They wore warm clothes of fur and leather, and their faces were riddled with wrinkles from the cold wind. In their eyes they could see resilience and determination, for every day was a struggle for life. They built their villages of wood and stone, creating fortresses that could withstand the onslaught of winter.
The Orcs living in the north were known for their strength and belligerence. Their tribes were often in conflict with humans, but at the same time they respected strength and bravery. Orcs were masters at blacksmithing, creating powerful weapons and armor that could withstand any challenge. Their leaders were respected figures, and each sought to prove their might in battle.
Elves, though less common in the north, also found their place here. They lived in forests that were sheltered from the cold, and used magic to protect their lands. Elves were known for their grace and wisdom, and their presence in the northern lands added to the mystique. They often aided humans and orcs when they faced threats from the wilds.
Despite the harsh conditions, the northern lands were full of life. Wild animals such as polar bears and wolves could be found here, who also struggled to survive. The locals respected nature and knew that every element of the ecosystem played an important role in their lives.
One day, as Edward continued his training in the capital, he heard stories of the northern lands. These tales of rugged warriors, magic, and ancient traditions mesmerized him. He dreamed of traveling north one day to test his strength and learn more about life in these cold lands.
– I must see it with my own eyes,» he thought, imagining himself among mighty warriors and wise elves. – I will become strong like the northern warriors and learn their arts.
Edward realized that his journey was just beginning, and new challenges and adventures awaited him. He was determined not only to become a warrior, but also to learn about the world around him, including the mysterious northern lands where life was full of challenges and opportunities.
In the north, amidst the vast expanse of snow, lived a mighty warrior named Thunder. He was over two meters tall and his muscles were like steel ropes, hardened by countless battles. Thunder was known not only for his strength, but also for the bravery with which he defended his village from the attacks of wild beasts and hostile tribes. Every morning he would go out hunting, his huge axe glinting in the sun and his eyes like two icy lakes full of determination. Thunder knew his people needed protection, and he was ready to lay down his life for his loved ones. But deep down, he dreamed of more – of glory, of being part of something great.
One day, when Thunder returned from the forest with his loot, he overheard the village elders talking. They were discussing the upcoming tournament at the Arena in the capital, where the best warriors from all over the world were gathered. Thunder felt his heart beat faster. This was his opportunity to show everyone what he could do.
– I will go to the capital,» he said, addressing the elders. – I will participate in the tournament and bring glory to our village!
The elders looked at each other, and one of them, wise and gray-haired, said:
– Thunder, you are strong, but remember that the Arena will be more than just a physical challenge. It will require skill, strategy, and wit. Are you ready for that?
– I am ready for anything! – answered Thunder with determination. – I will learn everything I need to learn to win!
Thunder was not only a strong warrior, but also a man with a kind heart. He always took care of his family and friends. His mother cooked him food before hunting, and his father taught him how to handle an axe.
– «You must be strong, Thunder,» his father used to say. – But remember that true strength is not only physical power, but also the ability to protect those you love.
Thunder always remembered those words. He realized that his family and friends were what mattered most to him. In his spare moments, he would often sit on a rock, look up at the stars, and dream of coming home victorious. He imagined how proud his village would be of him, and he himself would be a hero to be remembered and respected.
One day, after training, Thunder met up with Art, who had become a close friend.
– How are you, Thunder? – Art asked, looking at him with respect. – Are you strong enough to compete in the tournament yet?
– I feel like I still have a lot of work to do,» replied Grom. – But I’m ready. Not only do I want to show my muscles, but I want to think strategically.
Art nodded, realizing that Grom was not only a strong warrior, but also smart.
– «Remember, Grom,» he said, ’the Arena is not only about strength, but also about thinking and decision making. You must be prepared for any situation.
Grom marveled at how much he had learned from his friends. He realized that he was not alone in this journey, and that gave him new strength. Over the next few weeks, Grom continued to train, and each day he became more and more confident in his abilities. He remembered the words of his father and old friends, and it sustained him through the difficult moments.
Thunder knew that his journey was just beginning, and he was ready for whatever challenges awaited him.
One evening as Thunder and his friends gathered around the campfire, they discussed their adventures and life in the North. Huge pine trees surrounded them and the stars shone brightly in the night sky.
– You know,“ Art began, „I’ve always thought that hunting was not only a way to get food, but also an opportunity to get to know yourself. Every time I go out into the woods I feel nature testing me.
– Yes,“ agreed Thunder, „hunting teaches us patience and mindfulness. I remember the first time I went hunting with my father. He told me: «Listen to the forest, and it will tell you its secrets».
– What’s your favorite thing about hunting, Thunder? – asked one of his new friends, named Lev.
– I love the feeling of freedom when wandering through the woods,» Thunder answered, looking into the fire. – And, of course, when you manage to catch something big. It’s a feeling of pride when you bring it home.
– And I like to cook,» Art added with a smile. – After a successful hunt, we always get together and cook with our prey. It’s like a celebration!
– Yes,“ said Thunder, „food cooked with friends always tastes better. I remember once we caught a huge deer and cooked it all night. It was unforgettable!
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