Rafael caught up with Milena, walked past her, and led her through the passage.

Milena stared at his back, the words she had said last night lingering in her head. Should she apologize for it?

She couldn't help the unsettled feeling growing inside her.

Up ahead, Milena could hear gunshots, indicating they were close to the training ground. The sounds grew louder, and it took all of Milena's will not to hold her ears to block out the noise.

They reached the training ground, the sharp sounds of gunshots filling the air. The atmosphere was tense, with men scattered around, either practicing with weapons or sparring with each other.

Milena's...