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

lab first, taking in the familiar

up just like the one her mother, Karen, had

had spent the past month meticulously restoring

working diligently as she approached

the path her mother had once

within, followed

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

catching an unfinished experimental

been trying to replicate that 3D

his team had been busy

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

lit up. They had been stuck for a month, but Vivienne had seen the

Admiration was an understatement.

and seeing Vivienne's expertise, they eagerly surrounded her with reports from

a brief discussion, Vivienne asked, "Who's handling

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,"

up, feeling

capabilities, Holden quickly added, “Ma'am, his name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young, yes, but a medical

report. Each word was deliberate

nodded, impressed by

back to the director once I've figured them out," Rex said, marking a question on the

it and scribbled a series of numbers. "Try

a moment,

pen and said, "How long have

casually, clutching the report as he headed to

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

not bothered. However, Rex's dedication reminded her of

they spoke, Percival entered, "Anna's

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