Nubern paced the front of the room. “Your PT will increase in intensity for the next three weeks,” he continued. “Some of you won’t hack it, and will be transferred off campus to finish the semester. Nothing more will be said of any who do not make it. You should be honored to have made it this far. Your afternoon PT will include a new class of survival training. In the event you are ever lost in the woods or stranded because of a vehicle failure, this additional training could save your life.”
Austin shuddered at the thought of leaving the school after putting in so much time. He glanced at Skylar. She remained fixated on Nubern, her eyes wide with concern.
“You may ask what this is all leading to? The first semester for all Tizona students ends in something we like to call the Gauntlet
