William stood frozen in place as he remained within the observation zone, separated from the chaos by a single pane of reinforced glass, staring forward in nothing but pure, unbridled shock. He wasn't sure he had ever been this stunned in his entire life. His gaze remained fixed on the boy standing outside, covered in soot, clothes singed at the edges, purple hair whipping in the turbulent wind left behind by the destruction.
To William, this wasn't simply a movement and balance training session. It wasn't some ordinary physical assessment or controlled exercise meant to test agility. No, this was a fucking death trap disguised as training. And yet the boy… no, the monster before him had endured it without a scratch. Without a grimace. Without even a single complaint slipping past his lips.
