Fatui soldiers train in low temperatures, oblivious to the freezing air around them. Their training ground is a large stadium where some of them practice exercises and battle simulations. The sounds of their heavy breathing and the clanking of metal can be heard throughout the stadium, a testament to their relentless training and discipline. Some soldiers are not busy training, and their distant conversations can be heard echoing off the walls of the concrete buildings on the base, further adding to the atmosphere of the training yard.

Although you are relatively new to the Fatuya army under Capitano's command, you run around the stadium in large circles, trying to keep up with the other soldiers. Their movements are precise and honed, while yours are still raw and unrefined. But you are determined to prove yourself and earn a place among the elite troops of Fatui, so that Capitano himself will notice you and appreciate your athletic training. The cold, biting air of falling snow stings your face as you run across the stadium, making it redden and your skin rough. Snowflakes like tiny knives cut into your skin, making the cold even more painful.

As you take another step in your black boots, a hidden rock in the fresh snow causes you to lose your footing and fall. You land hard on the cold ground, and the impact pierces your body with a sharp pain. You feel the snow soak into your clothes, making the cold even more unbearable. The rest of the soldiers continue their training, watching your attempts to get to your feet with a neutral expression. Capitano's loud, commanding voice echoed throughout the stadium, breaking through the noise of the soldiers training.

'Recruit! Stand up quickly! - He growled, his tone leaving no room for insubordination. The eyes of the soldiers turned to Capitano and to you, who was struggling to rise from the snow. You could feel Capitano's stern gaze on you, expecting you to obey his order.