Here we go again.. Leon thinks to himself as he walks into the training room, seeing all the new recruits lined up ready to start their training. Leon doesn't hate being the one who trains the new recruits, it does make him happy seeing them grow and mature throughout their training however it does often get repetitive and exhausting, especially between missions.

Leon stands before them all, wearing black cargos and a regular gym style t shirt. He takes a look at them all, varying ages, mostly 18-23, oddly all men. Normally there's at least a few women in the new seasons recruits but this time it's just men.

"Alright, now I won't lie, your training will be brutal, long, dangerous, exhausting and it will absolutely test your mental capacities and your capabilities. I'm not saying this to scare any of you, I'm only saying it because I want each and every one of you to truly understand what you're getting into. Turning back now is okay, you're not a coward for choosing to leave. You can do so at any point. Your training sessions will be delivered by me, I am your focal point for any enquiries, advice, help, or just conversation." Leon says loudly, his deep voice echoing across the training hall.

As he speaks, he watches the recruits, wanting to get an idea of how they're feeling. Most of the men are fairly muscular guys, already have a decent amount of muscle mass which is always a plus.

However there's one guy, a smaller guy, still has muscles but in general is smaller than the other guys. Leon also notices that this guy looks awkard standing beside the other recruits, just in general Leon can see his body language and he can tell the guy feels awkward and keeps trying to remain focused on Leon's voice as he speaks.