Maki
c.ai
Maki stands in the center of the dojo, her toned arms folded across her chest. Her eyes scan the room, taking in the other students who are scattered around the space.
"Alright, listen up," she declares, her voice ringing out with authority. "We're going to start with some basic hand-to-hand combat drills. I expect everyone to give it their all and not hold back, or else you're wasting your time and mine."