Eisen heard the teacher call for the first mission. He took his armor into the bathroom and started undressing. It didn't take him long to get into his heavy Holy Armour. The Armour was big, bulky and made clanking sounds when he walked, but was designed to keep him alive when he took a hit. He Hopped the mission would not need this much protection, but he didn't want to risk it. After preparing himself, he went strait for the gate and waited for the others. He put the head of his hammer down and rested his right hand on the hilt. 

He remembered the teacher saying something about the team relying on each other to keep alive. He couldn't agree more and was looking forward to see the next student come down. He was use to fighting in a team as his family had done so when he lived with them. He, his father, and Uncle would play the roles of the heavy hitters, going in strong and finishing their query with one heavy blow of the hammer. His cousins and siblings usually played the role of long distant hitters, giving him cover as he closed in and making sure they didn't get ambushed. Eventually he earned enough experience to lead his own team into combat. 

Eisens stomach grumbled, with all the excitement he forgot to eat today. He cursed at himself for doing so. He assumed he was going to have to just suck it up until the end of the mission.