Marcia
The training ground was a hive of well-organized activity. Marcia was shocked at the number of men that showed up for training, and the ferocity with which they fought. Injuries seemed to be taken in stride and did not slow or stop training.
In the field, Marcus fought a man who looked familiar but she could not place him. When the large man managed to slip a fist past Marcus's guard and make contact she gasped. It caused his neck to snap back so hard that she was concerned about permanent damage. The violence should have bothered her more than it was. Instead of being horrified, as she normally was of violence, it was making her want to take him back to their room and finish what they had started previously.
Her attention was suddenly drawn to motion coming from her right as t
