Those actions, those looks, they seemed like they just came out of a refugee camp.
"They did have breakfast this morning, right?" Becca Reyes gaped at this group of "starving wolves". She even saw a few familiar figures among them, making her feel somewhat uneasy for no reason.
Exactly what kind of training had these people gone through that had left them looking like this...
"Hmm."
Flossie Wright nonchalantly responded, her gaze sweeping over the entire cafeteria.
If she was not mistaken, aside from Glenn Hutchinson's group who still managed to keep some composure, everyone else looked dreadful. The amphibious scouts were somewhat better off, but the new recruits who had just arrived yesterday had reached a state of "forgetting themselves", probably so exhausted that they were only able to think about obtaining food with their remaining energy, without any desire to eat.
Flossie Wright could relate to their tiredness, yet she couldn't help being curious about their training.
