"It shouldn't be this hard!"
Zoey darted her eyes across the training field, scanning the chaotic mob of recruits running around, scrambling to form groups.
Some recruits knelt, begging to be part of a group. Some cried, desperate to be included. Until two or more recruits began to be violent, starting an altercation. Riot breaks out. Warron's assistants immediately formed a barricade around the instructor, not even trying to help calm down the hysterical recruits.
"If only Zach got us two more members, then we wouldn't be having this problem!"
Zeth snapped, pulling passing recruits by the shoulder, calling out to anyone, but no one bothered to look their way.
"Why won't they join us!?"
Zion shouted, stomping in frustration.
"Because you only got three idiots in your group, moron!"
Scar snorts, standing confidently with his team. They now approach Warron to submit their group selection.
The three glared at him, trying to understand what he just said.
