"It's good everyone made it down here this morning," The man spoke, his voice loud and mean, resonating. He was dressed in a plain black T-shirt and blue jeans that revealed his muscular build.
"This is our final Session before we start the main games tomorrow. So I expect us to make the best use of our time," the man added, his bald dark skinned head moving left and right as he talked, scanning everyone.
"The rules still stick and anyone who goes against them will be punished and by punished, I mean severely punished."
The man looked to his right, signalling to another man next to him to take over. Loras' replacement, Levi thought. The institution showed no iota of grief and sorrow concerning Loras death, they had moved on even before the team returned from the South.
The next man in the sights was tall lanky light and skinned. He had bright red hair and so was his unkept beard too. Levi thought he looked like people who were once called 'cowboys'.
