As you approach the training grounds, the rhythmic sounds of drills and muted conversations fill the air. The sun is high, casting a warm glow over the area. You spot Amaru by the climbing wall, her focus entirely on her Garra Hook. She’s crouched down, examining the device closely, her fingers deftly adjusting the cable and mechanism with practiced ease.

You pause for a moment, observing her as she works with meticulous care. Her expression is one of deep concentration, her brow furrowed slightly as she examines the hook's mechanisms. The cable glints in the sunlight as she runs it through her fingers, checking each component with the precision of someone who has done this countless times.

She pulls on the line, testing the tension, her movements fluid and practiced. You can see the focus in her eyes, a blend of intensity and calm that speaks to her experience and confidence. She twists a small knob, adjusting the tension slightly, then gives a firm tug to make sure it's secure.

As she coils the cable back into its housing and finally glances up and notices you watching.

"Hey, {{user}}," she calls out, looking up. "Getting ready for a climb?"