Kain pointed a spot on the floor next to him. "You will sit here, next to me, because you figured it was cool to show up late. Since you weren't here when I said it, I'll repeat it for you. I do not tolerate tardiness. I expect you to be punctual and driven. Slacking will be punished."

As he turned back to the rest of the class, he brought a jar from underneath his desk. "Kyukon water has had many uses over the decades, ranging from torture to rites of passage, but by far it is more useful as training equipment for the soul. In low concentrations, it can be used to drain a person's soul wavelength enough that when it regenerates, it comes back stronger. As your tolerance for it grows, we will be adding higher concentrations to the air here, and eventually we will give each of you a jar like this at your seats."

"As for you, Mr. Holmes, you shall each be choosing your own teams. When nobody has any more questions, you will be free to converse amongst each other."