A few weeks, thats all I had left.
My meeting with the ISA officials; Dr. Holtz and President Viola had gone about as well as walking into a lion's dem wearing an antelope clothing.
Holtz had questions I couldn't answer, President Viola had eyes like a hawk scanning for weaknesses, and the presence of Thunderlash and Ice Blast?
That was no coincidence.
They knew I was powerful.
And now, the countdown has begun.
The next reassessment day hung like a meat attached to a dogs view, letting it constantly reach for it. I trained harder at the abandoned warehouse than ever before.
If I failed to prove myself, they'd revoke my license and toss me into the ranks of rogue meta and I'll continue to remain on their target list to hunt down.
To label me as a threat to the world I swore to protect.
I couldn't let that happen.
I didn't want to just pass the reassessment, I wanted to dominate it. I wanted to walk into that evaluation and crush every expectation they had.
