𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗢𝗫𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗 ➵ 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗈

20.

"You sure are pretty destructive, [Name]." Dr. Mori lets out a nervous chuckle, sweat dripping down her cheeks as she glance down up from the observation room. She's with Dr. Akiyama along with some Operation Unit staffs, as they're overseeing your training today.

Even though you hadn't used the no. 7 suit in a while and were currently in your combat suit, the aftermath of your training was shocking. Everyone in the gallery was astonished by the mess. They knew you were strong and had explosive powers, even when using your polearms or spear.

The walls bore numerous dents, with crack lines snaking their way across the surface, and some areas even showed signs of stab wounds. The ground was in no better condition, littered with debris and riddled with holes and dents, as well as a crater in the middle, making it look like a battlefield and an all-out battle had happened. It was a chaotic scene, with every corner of the training ground screaming chaos and destruction.

It was like an earthquake and a heavy storm had hit at the same time.

Huffing as you clutch your polearm tightly, sweat drips down your forehead and into your eyes, stinging slightly. Your gaze is fixed on the ground, trying to steady your breathing. You can still feel the adrenaline coursing through your veins, fueling your will power. Despite your exhaustion, there's a fire within you that insists you can keep going, ready for another battle.

"I think it.. was a bad thing to let her train indoors." An Operation Unit member had said, nervousness was visible in her face as she gawk at the sight below them, her fingers shaking as it hover on top of the keyboards. "You think?" Another one spoke, mesmerized and at the same time was scared of the battle that happened a few hours ago.

Dr. Akiyama stared at the hologram that was presented in front of them, showing your vitals and how well you're doing. And also, they can see that you've exceeded your combat power by one percent. Which was admirable because, for what they believe, reaching the full forced combat power at 85%, it would be hard to extend it any further.

"Full force of 91%." He mumbled, staring at your stats. There were signs of exhaustion in your vitals but they can also see that you can still fight, even though it has been 10 minutes since you released your full combat power, which was surprising. "She'll be catching up with Soshiro soon." He added on.

"Alright, [Name]," the scientist's voice echoed in the training ground, you look up from the observation room and saw him staring at you. "Time to rest now." He stated, eyeing you intently.

"Good job releasing your combat power to 91%." Your eyes widen at the warmness of his tone, and you could sense, even meters away, that he seems to be proud of you. Heat creep up to your cheeks, you gave him a nod and look away. There was something inside of you that feels all warm and fuzzy. Something that you've felt before.

"Also, nice job for not exceeding the 5 minutes limit of using the portals."

. . .

"How's your training?" You were startled when you heard his voice behind you. You were just walking quietly on the hallway of the headquarters when he suddenly appeared behind you.

You turned around and saw your dear father behind you, his hands on his back as he eyed your figure. You just got back from your solo training, where Dr. Mori and Dr. Akiyama had overseer your performance, and to test out the portal abilities of the retina that is embedded in your eyes.

"It's going well," you replied to him, looking up as you saw that his frown didn't even falter and he stabds firmly in front of you. It's been awhile since the two of you had a conversation, its been a week sincr you've last seen him in his office, where he had — forcefully — assigned you to be Third Commander of the First Unit even though you have your own duties in the Third Unit.