Chapter 41: Blades Of Bonds
The air inside the training room shimmered faintly as the lights dimmed, pulling every eye toward the center. Cream Puff floated higher, its glow pulsing like a heartbeat. A circle of holographic panels unfolded, each displaying shifting silhouettes of weapons.
"Analysis complete," Cream Puff announced in its calm, synthetic voice. "Each of you has been evaluated for compatibility based on physical aptitude, combat simulations, and psychological resilience. The results are as follows."
The air in the training room felt heavier than usual, though Ava knew it was only because every eye was on her. Cream Puff floated to her side, glowing a steady, reassuring pulse before projecting a ripple of energy into the open space.
"Commencing weapon allocation," the orb announced in a calm tone, and Ava had to bite the inside of her cheek when several people shifted uncomfortably at the phrasing.
