She glanced at Soren's retreating figure, knowing full well her recent tie in combat was just a stroke of luck.

Soren was still nursing an old injury, not yet back in top form.

Percival approached with the detached professionalism of a captain, addressing Anna, "A month from now will be the final assessment. Pass that, and I'll arrange for you to start interning in the lab while carrying out missions."

Anna saluted smartly. "Yes, sir. I won't let you or Vivienne down."

Vivienne watched her with a hint of amusement. The girl was a quick study.

While Leopold drove Vivienne and Percival back to their estate, Anna was left at the Vanguard Agency's training camp to hone her skills.

On the way, Leopold queried, "Vivienne, do you think Anna's got what it takes? The Agency's training isn't for the faint of heart."

Despite Anna's draw with Soren, he was worried.

"If you made it through, she will too," Vivienne replied nonchalantly, leaning on Percival's shoulder.

Percival nodded in agreement, "Right, makes sense."

Leopold glanced in the rear-view mirror, catching the couple's affectionate display, and asked belatedly, "Hang on. What do you mean 'if I made it through'? I'm way better than Anna, okay?" Vivienne lifted her gaze lazily, "She's nineteen. How old are you?"

Leopold fell silent.

Alright, he asked for it. He should just shut up!

With a snap, he pulled down the visor.

Out of sight, out of mind, right?

A month later.

and TCL

at the lab first, taking

the one

meticulously restoring it to its former

working diligently as she approached the

walked the path her mother

Holden emerged from within, followed by a

orienting his team to the lab's

nodded in acknowledgment, her eyes catching an

to replicate that 3D biological printer, but we're

month of operation, Holden and his team had been busy with experiments

on the report and said, "These numbers are correct, but you've

had been stuck for a month, but Vivienne had

Admiration was an understatement.

expertise, they eagerly

discussion, Vivienne asked, "Who's handling the

holding a copy of Hippocrates' Corpus. His hair was neatly trimmed, his nails clean, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses with a naive yet profound smile. "Ma'am, I'm working on the potions," he

him up, feeling an

quickly added, “Ma'am, his name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young, yes, but a medical prodigy and quite insightful about potions." Intrigued, Vivienne said, "Show

his half-finished report. Each word was

impressed by his

are parts I'm unclear about. I'll report back to the director once I've

at it and scribbled a

numbers for a moment,

said, "How

replied casually, clutching the report as he headed to his workstation, engrossed

another explanation. "Ma'am, he's utterly devoted to medicine. We're all used to it

bothered. However, Rex's dedication reminded her of someone, though that person was

they spoke, Percival

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