"Welcome Class I will be your Combat Class professor from now on till the end of the year. My name is Professor Conrad." A man in a military uniform spoke in a stern voice; he was a strong built tall man at 6ft 2. He had a buzz cut and a scar running down his left eye, leaving it closed.
Jace looked at me scared like he was going to fail this class.
"Don't worry you'll be fine, believe in your training." I whispered, making his shoulders drop relaxed.
"I want all 30 of you in a straight line now!" he shouted and we all rushed into a straight line. He paced up and down studying our faces.
"Now step forward if you have any combat experience." More than half of the class stepped forward, including Jace and I.
The room we were in was spacious and had lots of weapons and punching bags, as well as a ring at the edge of it, for sparring and fights.
