Military Discipline

I pondered, I saw Sir Hawk walking towards the running group, his eyes full of attention. He observed every detail, assessing every movement, and I knew he was searching for signs of potential. Despite his harsh words, he had a noble purpose behind every utterance.

I stepped forward and whispered to Sir Hawk, "Maybe we can give them a little extra incentive. What if we offer rewards to those who show the most progress? Something to make them feel appreciated and motivated."

Sir Hawk nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on the recruits. "Good idea," he said briefly, but I could see a glimmer of agreement in his sharp eyes. "However, they must learn that the greatest reward is the ability to survive and protect those they love."

With that, we resumed watching the running recruits.

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Third-Person POV