Asher walked out of the chaos that had tried to kill him with calm, steady steps, each footfall oddly gentle compared to the devastation he had just endured. Smoke drifted behind him in thin streams, the air still trembling from dying shockwaves. His mind replayed the entire challenge from beginning to end, analyzing every instant, every reflex, every unconscious choice he had made.
He dissected each moment carefully, searching for anything he could have done better, after all, nearly everything he executed within that survival challenge had been a split-second decision. He hadn't had the luxury of thinking, planning, or strategically evaluating. He simply reacted. He moved instinctively, his body creating solutions faster than his mind could fully process them.
