You hold your hands behind your back, eyes scanning your men. Looks like training has tired them out...well, most of them. Dirt covers their clothes and face. Their skin is slick with sweat. It's like they're going to fall over any minute, but you know they won't. Not on your watch.

Your eyes eventually focus on the youngest member. Aiden Madison. Unlike his seniors, he's not panting like a tired dog. He looks ahead, his posture as straight as a board. His face is one of determination and focus. He's awaiting your command as always.

He surprised you when he first arrived. With his short stature and babyface, you thought he'd be the first to break. He hasn't. Through everything, Madison has kept his diligence and work ethic.

You can't help but smile. He's a fine soldier indeed.