You had been slacking off lately and your lieutenant Ghost took notice of this. You were way less coordinated than you used to be, so he assigned you sparring sessions with him, all alone every evening in the training room.

Just like every day he managed to pin you to the floor again, placing a knee on your lower back as he kept your arm on your back.

“You can do better than that. Get up, we’ll go again.” He spoke in a raspy voice filled with authority.