After what felt like an eternity of walking, Professor Kala, my senior Grunt No. 147, and I finally arrived at our destination: the clothing section of the Grunt Armory.
The sight before me was unlike anything I had expected. The room was vast, resembling a grand workshop rather than a mere section of an armory. High walls encased the space, setting it apart from the rest of the Grunt Armory. The ceiling was supported by sturdy beams, and the room was illuminated by a combination of overhead lights and the soft glow from workstations scattered throughout the area.