"Report!"
Becca Reyes steadied herself, stepping forward and shouting loudly.
"Speak!"
Turning around, Nathan Foster was still livid, yelling at her.
"They haven't had Combat Training for a while, they were just warming up!" Becca Reyes bellowed back.
And yet, her hands were tightly clenched into fists, trembling slightly.
Nervous, it spoke for itself, her heart seemed to beat right out of her chest.
"Becca Reyes, do you think I'm a fool?!" Nathan Foster's voice grew louder, deafening.
"Report! The two of them were just warming up!"
Her voice was adamant, while Becca Reyes stood straight, staring directly into the fury-filled eyes of Nathan Foster.
Of course, this only further inflamed Nathan Foster.
"Warming up, and they end up like this?!"
Pointing to the injured Calvin Ramos and Stuart Weston, Nathan Foster frowned deeply.
"Report! They were too devoted to their training!" she replied, unyielding and sure.
