The Woman frowned. "Andrew Ryan, natural deep thinker and philosopher though he is, has never seen an actual WAOA team acting in combat, nor have we given him any idea what a WAOA team can do. If you left with anyone still at the city, if you were detected, if you were wounded or had difficulty in defeating the enemy, you did not perform as well as the average WAOA team. You were chosen because you seemed sufficiently trained in combat to be used as the equivalency of one of our training squads, you were the only available team at the time, and you were willing to work with us. Do not for a second assume this was normal behavior."
she glared at the ball for a moment, before rubbing her head. "But Ms. Aran is right. We need to calm. There are other matters at hand. You lot have a few more hours, and then you'll be free into the WAOA's building, and by extension, the market and surrounding neighborhoods. We need to get you properly equipped and ready for that." she nodded her thanks to Amelia. "Those two didn't seem weak. I've no doubt that they have done their absolute best to survive." except perhaps that one magical golem, that pokemon. what kind of idiot antagonizes drug users? I suppose the golem didn't know how to act without its master. something to remember.
