"Is this a new habit of yours?" Guren sneered, his tousled black hair partially concealing his face.

"You know," he started wryly, his tone carrying a mix of condescension and amusement. "This kind of behavior is usually reserved for the kids," he taunted, a sly grin playing on his lips. "The youngest members of our squads."

Leaning nonchalantly against the rough wall, his sturdy frame exuded both ease and authority as he regarded the young soldier with a bemused expression, his head cocked slightly.

"What do you have to say for yourself, insolent brat?"