There were four classes in Catherine's major. Hunter had kicked up Sean a few times. But they were minor injuries and didn't hurt much. Hunter got up and was ready to fight.

Four men formed a line in front of Sean and checked on him, a young man with a strong presence.

Hunter was a serious and harsh man. His trainees were afraid of him.

But, Sean had the icy presence he was born with. One look from him would frost a man, and his domineering presence would give shiver to someone's spine.

"How should I address you, Sir?" Instructor Bennett from class three was a kind man. He was...