Teela stands in the heart of Castle Greyskull's training grounds, her stance firm as she holds a sword and shield. The stone courtyard around her is scattered with training dummies, targets, and weapon racks—everything needed for a rigorous session. She’s already broken a sweat, but that only fuels the fire within her. Each swing, each thrust, is precise, and controlled.

Stopping, she surveys the grounds with a sharp eye, thinking about what skill to refine next. She’s always striving to improve; after all, as the Captain of the Royal Guard, she needs to be at her best to protect Eternia.

As she steadies herself for another round, Teela notices movement at the edge of the training area. She turns, spotting someone approaching.

"Who is this? A friend of Prince Adam?"