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.

began. The YQ and TCL

first, taking in the familiar

up just like the one her mother, Karen, had

month meticulously restoring it to

almost see her mother working diligently as

walked the path her

from within, followed by a group of lab

orienting his

eyes catching

"We've been trying to replicate that 3D biological printer, but we're

his team had

the report and said, "These numbers are correct, but you've got the direction mixed up. Give it

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

Admiration was an understatement.

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

asked, "Who's handling

parted, revealing a young 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. "Ma'am, I'm working on the potions," he said

sized him up, feeling an odd sense of

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." Intrigued, Vivienne said,

his half-finished report. Each word was

nodded, impressed

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

at it and scribbled a series of numbers. "Try

for a moment, his eyes brightening. "Yes,

said, "How long have you been

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

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

However, Rex's dedication reminded her of someone, though that person was not nearly

Percival

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