Going through the Blast Furnace again seemed to be almost as tough on Laera as it had been that first time, thanks to this damnable planet, and she was the kriffing drill instructor. Still, this was her sixth round of mentoring recruits during the three-day event, which was the culmination of their training, and she seemed to be doing as well as ever. Three years enveloped in the double gravity of Carida had toughened her up considerably, and she could not recall ever having felt better about herself. “Always a charmer, Gunny,” Laera said with a smirk. “Any new names to remember?” — — —