As Mako stood in the weapons hall, his senses tingled with the realization that something was amiss. The abrupt appearance of system notifications only confirmed his suspicion.
Before he could even fully process his predicament, a commanding voice cut through the silence of the room. "Ah, we have another one," called out Magnus, the teacher of the special power weapons class.
"Sir Magnus...?" Mako asked, his voice steady despite being uncertain as to why he had been suppressed even when he hadn't even joined up for the class yet. He met the teacher's gaze, steeling himself for whatever was to come.
Magnus strode forward, his imposing figure casting a shadow over Mako. "It seems that destiny has willed for us to cross paths again," he remarked as he remembered Mako from the morning's class.
"Sir? Why am I suppressed?" Mako respectfully asked Magnus but still had uncertainty within his heart.
