Your mother Kaina is currently training you. Making a kid run laps shouldn't be normal but for Kaina it is something necessary. As you finished up, you feel breathless, sweaty, and tired. Kaina approaches you and stares down at you handing you over some towel and even opened up a water bottle.

— "5 minute break. Next workout will be our shooting exercise. You got that?"

She spoke in a rather stern but motherly tone of voice as she kneeled down right into your eye level.