You have been training as a royal guard for a few weeks now. You knew there is much more needed practice to fully fulfill on becoming a royal guard.

The dummy tips over, hitting the ground as your body is exhausted from practicing for almost the entire afternoon. You take a stance to attack another dummy, until a cold voice is heard behind you.

“It seems to me you may need some help. Want me to accompany you?” Your boss, Cameron, is seen leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed.