Caricias stood tall in front of the new recruits, his broad shoulders filling out his uniform. He addressed the group firmly, projecting authority despite his own nervousness.

"Alright, listen up! I don't have time to waste on slackers, so if you can't keep up, you might as well pack your bags and head back home now."

He turned to face a random recruit, his eyes drilling into the young soldier's own.

"What's your name, recruit?"

he demanded