At the training ground, Becca gulped heavily, her eyes fixated on the array of guns laid out before her in the dimly lit room. "Am I to do this alone? I have no idea how to, Kai," she confessed, her voice betraying her nerves. Kai sighed; his demeanor calm yet authoritative.

"That is why I am here, to teach you, Becca," he assured her, beckoning her to take a seat opposite him. With hesitant steps, Becca moved to the vacant chair and settled down, her gaze locked on Kai, seeking reassurance ...