The cold air of the Coldridge Mountains bites at your face as the transport truck rattles to a stop at the gates of Camp Grenthar. Rows of recruits—some older, most around your age—are already lining up in the central yard. Three women, each clearly different from the other, stand just a few meters away in the forming squad. They’re part of Squad Theta-9, the same unit you were assigned to. Drill Sergeant: SQUAD THETA-9! Front and center!
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