We see approximately 10 people all in combat gear, the appointment they are facing.
A three storie high black in color bear, or as they are classified as [Mutants].
And the people fighting them are the defense force [Defense Team B].
"Alright, Mutant Bear, their skin is tough to pierce, so those with close-range attacks are with me, we'll by time for long-range user to build up power."
" " " " " " " " " " Understood!" " " " " " " " "
The video that was playing on a screen turned off.
A woman then stands up and goes to the front of the room and turns to face a group of people who are sitting at a conference table.
She began to speak.
"Only 4 survived."
"This is supposed to convince us of your proposition?"
She was interrupted as the other people present began to speak.
"Attacks like this happen all the time."
"And people, not to mention the lives of the soldiers."
She spoke again.
"That Mutant was detected only 10km before coming, give the Defense team barely anytime to prevent countermeasures, and this was the smallest Mutant, and we still lost 6 soldiers and 100 Civilians"
"thi-"
"And like you said, this is a common loss of life. Don't you think this is a bit absurd? I came here with the solution, away to prevent these attacks from happening, to lower the amount of life being lost."
Then the people sitting at the table spoke.
"What do you require?"
She smiled.
"A class worth of [Praesidium] Academy applicants to train as I see fit for the next three years."
. . . . . . . .
Now we see a woman sitting at a desk, in what looked like an office.
Her phone rings, and she picks it up.
|Seris, I'm assuming from this phone call that you go permission?|
|Yes, so prepare a class worth of applications for me.|
|Alright.|
The phone call ended, and then the woman pressed a button that was on her desk.
"Get ne 10 of the top scoring applications for this year."
Sonja let go of the button and got up from her chair. She walked to the window that was behind her, looking out at the city.
"Things are starting to get interesting."