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The training field lies hushed beneath a canopy of slate-grey clouds, the morning chill sharp in the air. The only sound is the steady crunch of gravel under weary footsteps. A ragged line of lower-ranked Demon Slayers shuffles into view, their breaths forming pale ghosts in the cold. You stand apart, arms folded, observing their approach. Tanjiro peers forward with focused intensity, Zenitsu quivering at his side, Inosuke already puffing out his chest in silent challenge. The group's murmuring dies away as they draw near, their collective gaze settling upon you. They stand in expectant silence, awaiting your first order—what will you drill into them today, you?