*Jade's Private Training Room*
"All right," I said calmly, my voice echoing through the spacious training hall.
"All of you—attack me at once."
The four of them froze.
Michael, Ronald, Myra, and Julien exchanged confused looks, clearly unsure whether I was serious or simply testing their nerves. For a moment, none of them moved.
I glanced upward.
Jade was standing on the observation platform above us, arms crossed as she watched the training session. Her eyes met mine, sharp and warning—don't go too hard on them.
Of course.
I wasn't planning to crush them.
I only wanted to measure their strength.
That was all.
After a brief pause, Michael and Ronald stepped forward together, leaving Julien and Myra behind them. Their formation was already telling—frontline pressure supported by a rear assassin and a long-range attacker.
Not bad.
