<POV JOHAN>
The sun was nearly setting in the west, leaving a golden-red hue sweeping across the evening sky. The sounds of insects began to emerge, blending with the gentle breeze that softly caressed the leaves around the castle courtyard. The 24 cadets gathered neatly in the courtyard were Prince Philip's recruits, a group of young men who had undergone significant transformation over the past week.
Their expressions depicted remarkable change. From faces once filled with doubt, now emanated enthusiasm and confidence. They had faced various pressures and challenges, evident in their more upright posture and sharper eyes.
Major Hawk, with a commanding yet solemn voice, concluded his speech on the upcoming week's exercises, delivering a final motivational push. As he finished, he gestured to me to speak about the promised reward.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!