"As we begin our lesson of Close Combat," the man with a sharp aura declared as he strode into the classroom, his presence commanding attention. The students turned their gaze towards him, their anticipation palpable.
"I am Alder Thornwood, your Beginner Close Combat instructor," he introduced himself, his name prominently displayed on the tag of his uniform. His piercing gaze swept across the room, assessing each student with a discerning eye.
"I understand that some of you have already received training in close combat techniques, passed down through your family or acquired in other ways," he acknowledged, his focus shifting to the students in the first row, who exuded a sense of readiness.
"On the other hand, some of you may be starting from scratch, with little to no prior experience," he continued, his attention turning to the girls adorned in fashionable attire.
