The clearing erupted into controlled chaos, but not into immediate separation. Colors began clustering together, organizing their groups, checking equipment, discussing initial strategy. The actual departure would take time as each color finalized their preparations.
Reds gathered in one section of the clearing, maybe sixty recruits wearing red armbands. Werner was already trying to take charge, his voice carrying over the general noise as he gestured and directed people into formations.
Yellows formed their own cluster nearby, Nami visible among them, talking with other precision specialists about approach strategies. Pip was there too, his chakram already in hand, his quick speech pattern audible even from a distance as he explained something to another recruit.
Greens assembled slightly apart from both groups, their smaller numbers making them look almost fragile compared to the larger red and yellow contingents.
