𝗪𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗧𝗶𝗴𝗲𝗿 [ʀᴡʙʏ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴏᴄ]

Chapter 39

The training room was vast, its dark metallic walls lined with glowing cyan lines that pulsed faintly with energy. The floor was a grid of illuminated blue panels, stretching across the entire space, giving the area a sleek, high-tech feel. At the far end of the room, a large emblem of the Atlesian military loomed over the space, its white design standing in stark contrast against the deep black background.

It was eerily quiet, save for the occasional hum of the automated systems. This wasn't just a gym-it was a battlefield in waiting, a place where soldiers honed their skills for the inevitable fight ahead. I rolled my shoulders, stepping forward.

Time to get started. An Augmented Grimm formed.

As the Sabyr lunged, time seemed to slow. My body felt weightless, yet every fiber of my being was alive. I could feel the pulse of my blood, surging through my veins in perfect rhythm, fueling my muscles. My lungs expanded effortlessly, drawing in air that felt almost electric. The tendons in my legs coiled like springs, ready to unleash power at a moment's notice.

I could sense the subtle shift of my weight on the balls of my feet, the faint tremor of my heartbeat syncing with my movements. Every nerve, every muscle, every cell in my body was in perfect harmony-like a finely tuned machine, operating at peak efficiency.

This wasn't just instinct. It was awareness. A deep, complete understanding of how my body functioned.

And I was about to put it to the test.

With the rush of adrenaline, I became aware of something else coursing through me-Dust.

It wasn't just in the air or embedded in my weapons. It was inside me, woven into my very being. Like a current of raw energy flowing alongside my blood, thrumming beneath my skin. Each heartbeat sent a pulse of power through my veins, merging with my natural instincts.

I had always used Dust in combat, but this was different. This wasn't just external application-it was integration. A seamless fusion of my body and the very essence of Remnant's energy.

I clenched my daggers. If this was what my body was capable of, then I needed to understand it. Control it. And most of all-use it.

Sparks danced along the edges of Black Swan, crackling and snapping as the electricity flowed directly from my palms into the metal. The once-dark blades now pulsed with an eerie glow, veins of lightning racing along their surfaces like living things.

I tightened my grip, feeling the energy coil around my fingers, threading through my arms like an extension of myself. It wasn't just raw power-I could control it. Direct it. The realization sent a shiver down my spine.

The AR Sabyr in front of me crouched low, its glowing eyes locking onto mine. I exhaled slowly.

Let's see what this new power can do.

As the Sabyr lunged, time seemed to slow. My body moved on instinct-light, precise. I pivoted to the side, narrowly avoiding its snapping jaws, and in the same motion, I slashed across its entire body.

The moment my blades made contact, electricity surged through them, arcing into the Sabyr like a bolt of lightning. Its body convulsed mid-air, limbs locking up as crackling energy coursed through its form. The impact sent it skidding across the floor, smoke rising from the deep, glowing slash I had left behind.

I exhaled, watching as the AR Sabyr twitched, its systems struggling to reboot. My hands tingled, the residual current still flowing through my veins.

This... this is different.

I glanced down at my blades. What the hell did I just tap into?

Three more AR Sabyrs emerged from the floor panels, their glowing red eyes locking onto me. I tightened my grip on Black Swan, feeling the hum of electricity dance across my skin. The dust within me wasn't just circulating-it was reacting, fueling me.