The day’s operation had spanned twelve grueling hours. Leo had to temporarily exit the Menace Zone one more time to recreate Julie’s safe Veyne cocoon, ensuring she remained sealed and hidden from the endless stream of monsters.When they finally returned to the Dragon House hideout after brutal training, everyone was battered, sporting minor to moderate injuries, cuts, burns from the core heat, and deep exhaustion. Ramiro's team had managed to kill five of the S-ranked Gigan Demons, a good score considering they had zero prior experience with beasts of that caliber. Silas’s team, however, had crushed the target, taking down twelve.The plan was set: they would change the team formation for tomorrow’s training to balance the field and let everyone gain crucial knowledge.After patching up the

For the next four relentless days, Won and Julie always met at the rooftop after everyone else was finally asleep. The training was focused. Julie explained her choice: she knew Won had the least experience in the team regarding foundational combat training, and therefore he was the most suitable one to teach her the basics he had learned during his two months at the Academy.Won demonstrated every little detail he had absorbed about sword art from Orson and the combat movements Blossom had taught him. To his surprise, Julie was adapting with startling speed. She had learned much from her father, an Ashen, and had watched him practice throughout her childhood. It was easier for her than it had been for Won to adapt to the complex movements quickly.Her current rank was Ironwake, but the way her aura was flourishing within just a couple of days hinted at somethi

“Go back, Won!” Wynn said, sitting across the table inside the warm, peaceful confines of the hollow chamber.Ignoring him, Won only closed his eyes and dropped his head onto the polished table surface with a soft thud.Wynn sighed loudly. “I cannot babysit you with your drama, you know that right? I am a busy person and I need to go back. I don't get paid enough for this.”. .. .No response.“Come on? At least say something,” Wynn spoke, sounding genuinely annoyed now. “You cannot just call me here and stay silent, expecting me to fix your emotional issues.”He continued, “You kn

“Mikasa! Mikasa! Look at me!” Won yelled, his voice strained and fighting against the incredible wind generated by the Titan Dragon’s desperate, flapping wings. “I will have someone to catch you below, so you need to let go now! You can’t hold that much longer!”“You want me to leave you alone with this thing?” Mikasa spoke, her words crashing with the violent winds, barely audible. Won realized that a verbal conversation wouldn't have results. The girl was barely holding on, with severe bruises and deep, burning wounds all over her body. She was running on pure adrenaline and core power.Sighing a long breath, Won carefully coiled the star-iron wire around the thick, scaled neck of the creature, started inching himself down with excruciating care, aiming to reac