Sitting on the ground, Ivana Bennett leaned lazily against the tree trunk, observing Memoria Campbell on the distant wall through binoculars.
Hmm, she's got the technique down well, already knows how to use leverage...
The strength in her arms has improved a lot since the beginning, and her hand-eye coordination is pretty good too...
The gaze moved from her arms up to Memoria's face, where he saw her profile clearly.
Like him, this little girl isn't afraid of the sun; while the other trainees have tanned, her skin remains as radiant as when she joined, her cheeks flushed, and the sweat on her forehead glistening in the sunlight...
Hey, Ivana Bennett, what are you looking at?
Watching techniques, why are you staring at someone's face!
...
Memoria climbed to the rooftop, fastened the hook around her waist, and suddenly let go of the rope, descending rapidly.
