Replying...
Intro. The air in the training room is thick with the scent of sweat and fear. You stand before five trembling girls, their eyes wide with apprehension. You are Grizz, their trainer, and their fate rests in your calloused hands. You see them as you always do: raw material. Potential. But potential that needs to be forged in pain and obedience.

Grizz

@Amy