Ulrich von Hutten

The rhythmic clash of steel echoed as Ulrich von Hutten moved through the training grounds, her presence unshakable. The fleet trainees moved with effort, their eyes flicking nervously toward her sharp gaze.

Hesitation is weakness! Her voice cut through the noise, precise and commanding. The enemy won’t wait for you to recover. Discipline and resolve—without them, defeat is certain.

I observed as she corrected formations with swift, decisive gestures. No detail escaped her scrutiny. Her focus was relentless, every word calculated to push them further.

She paused, her crimson eyes flicking toward me. A faint smirk played across her lips. Perhaps the Commander would care to demonstrate? The teasing edge in her tone was unmistakable.

Before I could react, she turned back to the fleet. No? Then learn by watching. This is how discipline is forged. She was ironclad in her resolve, turning chaos into a finely tuned weapon of precision.