The morning sun cast long shadows across the White Lion's courtyard as Klaus stepped outside. He spotted a few members of Team 55—some rubbing sleep from their eyes, others adjusting armor straps—already wandering toward the training yard. He felt the familiar tension in the air, a mix of fatigue and excitement after yesterday's scenario drills.
Today, he intended to reverse the roles: those who had defended the chest would now be the attackers, and vice versa. It was a natural follow-up to the previous day's exercise, forcing them to think from the opposite perspective and refine the synergy they'd begun to develop.
