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 labs had merged, keeping the YQ lab's

lab first, taking in the

one her mother,

month meticulously restoring it to its former

her mother working diligently as she approached the

the path her

Holden emerged from within, followed by a group

had been orienting his team to the lab's environment and

eyes catching an unfinished experimental report on

been trying to replicate that 3D biological printer, but

his team had

are correct, but you've got the direction mixed up.

stuck for a month, but Vivienne had seen the solution at a

Admiration was an understatement.

expertise, they

a brief discussion, Vivienne asked,

holding a copy of Hippocrates' Corpus. His hair was neatly trimmed, his nails clean, and he

sized him up, feeling an odd sense of

doubted 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 potions."

his half-finished report. Each word was deliberate

nodded, impressed

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

it and scribbled a series of numbers.

pondered the numbers for a moment, his eyes

the pen and said, "How long have you been

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

he's utterly devoted to medicine. We're all used

Rex's dedication reminded her of someone, though that

spoke, Percival entered,

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