The data on the lab's large screen was fluctuating wildly. In the chair, Faye Yardley endured the searing pain coursing through her body, but all that was visible was her slightly furrowed brow—not a single bead of cold sweat.
Jay Jonas and Zachary Pierce had both experienced it before, and seeing Faye Yardley's state, they couldn't help but feel a knot of anxiety tighten in their chests.
"Pierce, do you think Yardley's Attributes are just too high? Why is her physical reaction so different from everyone else's?"
Zachary Pierce kept his eyes fixed on Faye Yardley, but still answered the question. "Perhaps. She's... far ahead of us."
'She pushes herself too hard,' he thought. 'That delicate girl from the beginning has, in just a hundred days, become more powerful than any of us. The amount of hardship she must have endured is unimaginable.'
"To stay in first place, that young woman's willpower and resilience must be truly extraordinary."
