Hugo Lowell saw her rush to answer the phone, shouting about saving her a spot, and knew she was off to see that Morgan boy again.
He sighed to himself. 'That boy has nothing going for him but his looks and his brain. His martial arts talent, on the other hand, is just awful.'
'He's already 28, but his Combat Power is still at the Martial Artist level. What kind of children could someone with talent like that produce?'
'The two of them must not end up together!'
***
Meanwhile, Aurora Sinclair was brought to an even larger testing ground.
The walls inside were lined with numerous launchers with openings of various sizes.
The proctor had her put on a helmet and stand in the centermost circle.
Many circles were drawn on the floor. The innermost one had a diameter of only one meter, and it was surrounded by concentric rings, each a different color.
