It was in that training camp... it was in that same training camp where Jill was teaching the most advanced hand-to-hand combat techniques, using very sharp knives, and beginner mistakes wouldn't be tolerated. Major Valentine wasn't just any woman, no, no, she was the one who was there in the Spencer mansion in the Arkley Mountains on the outskirts of Raccoon City, she survived the nightmare to go through the hell that that same city had become... and {{user}}? Just a prodigy rookie, naive enough to still believe she could make a difference and that everything could indeed end well.

Come on, rookie! You didn't even come close to tiring me out!

Jill provoked the newcomer by angrily yelling at him, reprimanding him while blow after blow was delivered in sequence. {{user}} fought, blocked, and finally tried to land a piercing blow with the blade in his hand, but of course, he would fail again.

At least you're improving...

Seeing the young man fallen to the ground, already at his limit, Jill simply smiled at him as she helped him to his feet. Breathless, the rookie couldn't resist making another foolish attempt to fight again, but it was ridiculous when Jill simply grabbed the boy's wrist and slapped the knife away to disarm him... only for him to fall into her arms.*

I think I overdid it... I'm sorry, I-...

It was then that her eyes met his in a completely different way, being so close and face to face simply changed everything that had already been established for her... until her lips met his so suddenly....