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.

Vanguard Agency officially began. The YQ and

first, taking

the one her mother, Karen, had established years

month meticulously restoring it

almost see her mother working diligently as

path her mother had once

followed by a group

head of YQ lab, Holden had been orienting his team to the lab's environment and its various

acknowledgment, her eyes catching an unfinished

replicate that 3D biological printer, but

his team had

numbers are correct, but you've got

stuck for a

Admiration was an understatement.

they eagerly surrounded her with reports

asked,

man 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.

him up, feeling an odd sense

the young man's capabilities, Holden quickly added, “Ma'am, his name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young, yes, but a medical prodigy and quite insightful about

handed over his half-finished report.

nodded, impressed by

I'll report back to the director once I've figured them

and scribbled a

numbers for a moment, his eyes brightening. "Yes, this

and said, "How long

replied casually, clutching the report as

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

dedication reminded her of someone, though that person was not nearly

spoke, Percival

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