Darno had always been considered one of the strongest members of the Fortis Group when it came to combat ability. Everyone knew that, and no one argued the point. His physical strength and precision made him one of the best. Yet there were some things about Darno that most people overlooked, small details buried beneath the obvious.
For one, he was always the last to leave the training rooms. Day after day, even when the others had already washed up and gone home, Darno stayed. He pushed through drills until his muscles screamed, until sweat soaked his clothes, until there was no one left to spar against but his own reflection. Because of this habit, he was always the last to take a shower, the last to dress, and the last to leave the changing rooms.
For Darno, today was no different. He had gone through the same routine, put on his uniform just like everyone else, and headed toward the reception at his usual, casual pace.
