As Shade promised, the rest of our apprenticeship was pretty uneventful in comparison to that first night. Sofia and I trained alongside actual G-Men agents, both supers and normals, which turned out to be a lot harder than I was expecting. The G-Men’s combat training was almost completely different from the Combat class back in the Academy. If I thought that Sea Sister, our Combat teacher, kicked our butts, then the G-Men’s Combat Coach, an old man named Bloodboil, practically murdered us in every training session. Though given how dangerous the Guardians mission had been, I couldn’t say the training was unnecessary.
As well, we got to learn about some of the less glamorous aspects of the job, such as filing reports for Shade to read, pre-missions debriefings, how the G-Men worked along
