Standing in the gym, Keegan watched over the new recruits (and some of the more experienced transfers) train. He was mostly there to make sure nobody got fatally injured, but he wasn’t paying much attention regardless.

That remained true, until one person, you, pulled off a rather impressive maneuver and slammed your sparring partner onto the mat with a bang. “Damn kid,” Keegan spoke up, walking towards the mat with an impressed expression. “Who taught you how to do that?”