Chapter 101: Test Grounds
Ethan adjusted the cuffs of his shirt as he stood before the small mirror in their room. Today wasn't just another job—this was the day of their promotion test, and presentation mattered almost as much as strength. He wore fitted dark trousers that gave him freedom of movement, paired with a crisp white shirt that hugged his frame but did not restrict his shoulders. Over it, he fastened light silver armor plates across his chest and shoulders, polished enough to catch the light, but minimal in weight. Just enough to protect his vitals without slowing him down.
A faint smirk tugged at his lips. Practical. Stylish. Noble enough to remind them who I am—without letting them forget I'm still a fighter.
