The squad members straightened the moment they saw her approaching. A few of them exchanged wary glances—they knew what was coming. Amira's training sessions were never easy.
She stopped near the area her team were resting and crossed her arms while she called out with her voice carrying across the space. "I will be your opponent so pair up into teams of three."
The team let out a shocked sigh before quickly getting into formation. Three of the more seasoned fighters stepped forward, clearly eager to prove themselves.
Amira stretched her neck with a soft crack echoing in the air. "Don't hold back and if you're worried about hurting me then you've already lost." she warned.
The first team launched a coordinated attack converging from three sides—one targeting her legs, another her torso, and the third aiming a strike from above.