That was the moment Marcus knew Alexander wasn't just another leader barking orders from the back. He was someone who would put himself on the line, someone who wouldn't abandon his team, no matter what.
Another time was during a training exercise—one meant to simulate the worst-case scenario of being overrun. It was supposed to be just a test, but it quickly spiraled out of control. The trainees panicked, broke formation, and chaos erupted. Marcus had been trying to hold the line, trying to keep everyone together, but it was falling apart. Then Alexander stepped in, his voice cutting through the noise, sharp and commanding. He didn't yell; he didn't need to. He spoke with a kind of authority that demanded attention, demanded respect. He took control, reorganized the squad, and led them through, turning what could have been a complete disaster into a victory.
