Maxine's POV

When I arrived at the training ground, I was taken aback by the sight of girls my age, all dressed in training outfits and looking serious. Training, They moved with precision and purpose, their faces set in determined expressions. Out of excitement, I waved at them and smiled, hoping to make a connection. But none of them responded. I quickly realized that everyone meant business here; nobody was chatting or laughing, it was just cold expressions throughout. the training ground ...