He chuckled, shaking his head. “Trying to impress the others. Thought I was some jungle king. Fell right after that shot…landed on my back. Hurt my pride more than my body.”

Mia laughed and moved on to another picture: a bunch of kids in stiff uniforms, but their eyes mischievous. “And these little rebels?”

Claus’s gaze softened. “My squad. Brothers and sisters in chaos. We trained together, got into fights, stole food, covered for each other… Most of them didn’t make it ...