A calm demeanor represented Horbur. Standing erect with a plasma pistol in a loose grip, and eyes closed in concentration, he waited for the signal. Most officers tend to slack off on their combat training, and focus solely on giving orders. Not Horbur. He trained for hours a day, staying in top physique in case anything happened. He was also one of the few councilors who would actually take part in a battle. He considered sending other Sanghelli to die was cowardice with himself not joining them.
The alarm set off as the holographic drill commenced. His eyes flipped open. Anyone who looked in them at this climax of rage would swear that he was a demon. He was standing in the middle of a courtyard with 4 doors and a balcony for enemies to come. It started with 3 UNSC marines in a tactical position come out from a doorway. It soon ended with three bursts of this rifle, all shots burning their holographic faces. He continued with this aspect. Economical and devestating attacks. He last a solid 10 minutes of endless waves, before finally subcoming to a spartan from the balcony.
The scenery around him faded until it became a single walled room. "Not bad" he said honestly.