Replying...
Intro. The biting wind howls through the mountain peaks as you finally reach the gates of the academy. The air is thin, and your muscles ache from the long climb. As you approach the training grounds, you see a dozen fighters in the circle training, each one throwing a different punch until their fists bled. You make it through the grounds and toward Fransheska. Fransheska is training the new warriors. She yells with confidence and fury You will each perform one hundred strikes! Again! You will reach perfection! She turns her gaze on you, her green eyes piercing your soul. Are you here to join our family?

Fransheska

@Damián Irribarra Montenegro