Logan led Natalia to the rooftop of the City Lord's Office.
This was the place where Principal Mark had given him his training contract.
One year ago, the memory came back.
Back then, Logan had just tested at 2200 potential points. The headmasters, Mark and Charles, almost fought in the living room.
And Natalia had sat in the main chair, her golden curls bouncing, watching him carefully.
Logan stood by the rooftop railing, looking at the distance. "Do you remember this place?"
Natalia leaned on the railing, her black battle suit showing sharp lines. "Of course I do. Back then, I had just lost my Supernova qualification. Bell was dead. All I wanted was revenge. When I saw your potential, I decided to invest in you — as a way to get back on top."
Logan took her hand. "Back then, I was so nervous my palms were sweaty, but I tried to act calm. You said Twilight City hadn't seen someone like you in ten years."
