Day 2
Damian progressed to C rank in both skills by midday.
Agatha watched him work through the exercises, her shock growing with each passing hour.
'Is his comprehension really this monstrous?'
The thought kept circling through her mind.
'High Will stat explains the raw power, but understanding the skills this fast...'
She'd taught mental skills to all her children and grandchildren over the years, patiently guiding them through the abstract concepts.
Most of them took weeks to reach C rank, struggling with the mental manipulation required.
And Damian made it look effortless, like he was reading instructions for something obvious.
'Ah.'
The realization hit suddenly.
'He's a Bloodworth. Why am I even surprised?'
The family had produced more prodigies than any other Imperial line, individuals who rewrote the rules of what was considered possible.
Of course their last descendant would be the same.
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Day 3
B rank fell before noon.
