“I don’t even know if it’s his choice to give it. You’re not even 16 years old yet – how are you going to command an army of 200, 500, 1000 soldiers? Just do your own thing right now, huh? Work on the better part later.”
Zach packed up his things and headed for the door again. “Cheer up. This doesn’t look as bad as it’s been reported to be.”