Leon quickly changed into his military outfit, feeling the weight of the gear on his body. As he walked towards the training hall, the sound of gunshots and blades clashing made his eardrums ring. The noise was overwhelming, and Leon couldn't help but flinch. When he entered the hall, he was struck by how vast it was, divided into three distinct parts. The shooting ground was the largest, with the majority of the class gathered there. The other two sections were designated for martial artists practicing with gauntlets and leg guards and those using blades.
General Consensus, 95% of the whole Class was On the artillery and shooting ground side.
As soon as he entered, the few who noticed him enter the Hall started to nudge their neighbors and point toward Leon.
"He's back." He heard them move away as if he was an untouchable symbol of fear.
Leon scanned the room, searching for his friends. He spotted Hiro on the shooting ground, fiddling with what looked like a heat ray gun.
