The following afternoon was a nightmare for the pilots, as their new Commanders drilled new combat techniques into their brains.
"You know, I used to think I was decent at that until I met those two." Paul sighs, as he settles into a seat next to Vincente in the mess hall.
"No kidding, I feel like I had never held a combat knife before today." Vincente agrees, while Ari just shrugs, already having known it was a weak point on her part.
"I think we might actually learn pretty quickly with those two though. Don't they say that you can learn more in a day with a Master than in a lifetime with a layman?" Ari asks.
"You're assuming that this month of training isn't actually going to take our lives. You were training with Commander Max, you don't know. I'm pretty sure that Major Nico was just kicking my ass for sport. She's so small it's impossible to hit her, and she's stronger than I am." Paul points out.
