Gojaro nodded as they fully solidified, continuing their conversation as if they hadn't just teleported halfway around the world. "I'm also not sure how she managed to crack it. She said the Angelics who made the crystals could easily break them, so she threw it, hoping for the best."
"How would she even—" Jade began, but Gojaro cut her off.
"I don't know," he said, his tone a bit sharper than before. "There are things I'm not privy to. Sotis, it's better not to pry."
Jade nodded, processing his words before shifting the conversation. "I see. And this idea for eight solidified divisions—why didn't we have sothing that straightforward from the start?"
Gojaro sighed, his expression growing a bit more serious. "Well, in the line of work we do, it's common for people to die often. This might co as a surprise, or maybe not, but just because the crystal is broken doesn't an everyone will gain these great powers like in those shows you watch."
Jade placed her hand on her chin, deep in thought. "Why is that? Also, the Director ntioned sothing about getting back into training soon, but he sounded annoyed when he said it, almost like he was scolding ."
"Firstly, it's because not everyone is born with the ability to handle it," Gojaro explained. "So people might only be born with one ability, like creating fire in their hand, which is one of the more common things we see. Others, like myself, can manifest multiple abilities and even combine them. But you already know most of that."
Jade nodded again, still contemplating everything.
"But there are also so people with no 'Talent,' as we call it, for energy manipulation or using abilities," Gojaro added, his tone steady.
Jade's eyes widened in surprise. "Oh, wow. I have to ask—how can you even tell that?"
"It's a bit complicated," Gojaro explained, his tone thoughtful. "The scouting team for new prospects uses a device built by the Director's father. It asures blood flow and the neurons that travel from the brain through the body's muscles. For those with energy, it moves slower because there's more for it to travel through, and the thicker the initial energy, the more promising the candidate."
Jade nodded, absorbing the information. "That's pretty incredible... but we can save the rest of that conversation for another ti. I'm more curious about why the Director was so worked up about . Is it really just about training?"
Gojaro hesitated for a mont, then spoke carefully. "I think the Director is concerned because you've barely scratched the surface with your ability to deconstruct objects. With everything going on, there's a lot riding on everyone's potential being fully realized, especially soone with your unique talents."
Jade frowned, processing what he said. "I suppose that makes sense. He could've just told that, though. And if we're going to have these eight 'divisions,' what's that going to look like? Ranks and everything? Right now, it all feels so bare bones—we've just been fighting and killing monsters nonstop until recently."
"That's true," Gojaro agreed. "Until now, there hasn't really been a reason for it to be any different. But you'll find your answers soon enough."
Jade was still processing her conversation with Gojaro when the door to the room burst open. Rosa ca rushing in, her fox ears perked up, twitching with excitent. Jade couldn't help but think how adorable Rosa looked in her red and white suit, the colors making her stand out even more as she hurried over.
A soft smile tugged at Jade's lips as Rosa enveloped her in a warm hug, her tail swishing behind her.
"Jade! I'm so glad you're okay!" Rosa's voice was filled with genuine relief, and Jade felt a wave of gratitude for her friend's concern.
As Rosa pulled back, Oscar and Tyree entered the room, both dressed sharply—Oscar in a black suit that matched his serious deanor and Tyree in a striking white and gold suit that seed to suit his quiet strength. The small girl Gojaro had saved followed closely behind, wearing a blue suit that made her white hair and bright eyes even more striking.
Jade couldn't help but think, This is adorable, as she looked at the little girl.
Jade glanced at the small girl clinging to Gojaro's pant leg, her curiosity piqued. "Gojaro, why is the young lady with you? Shouldn't she be sowhere safe?"
The girl tightened her grip on Gojaro's leg as he responded, "Well, she's been clinging to ever since the event occurred. I suppose I'm safer than an orphanage right now, and with no monsters showing up yet, it's fine, I suppose."
Jade knelt down to the girl's level, offering a gentle smile. "Oh, well, what's her na?"
Gojaro shook his head slightly. "She says she doesn't rember her na, so I've just been calling her Snow for a while since her hair reminds of snow."
Jade smiled warmly at the girl. "I see. Well, it's nice to et you, Snow." The girl looked up at Jade with wide, curious eyes but stayed close to Gojaro, clearly feeling safe by his side.
With that, Jade turned her attention to Rosa,
Rosa fidgeted with her suit, tugging at the collar with a slight grimace. "I have to say, this suit is suffocating," she muttered, though there was a hint of amusent in her voice. "But it's nice, in a way. Makes feel... important."
"You do look important," Jade replied with a reassuring smile. "And you pull it off better than most."
Rosa's ears twitched as she grinned, her discomfort forgotten for a mont. "Thanks, Jade. It's not every day I get to wear sothing like this."
Oscar, adjusting his tie, nodded in agreent. "We all clean up pretty well," he said, his tone light, though his eyes carried the weight of their shared experiences.
Tyree, rubbing the back of his neck, stepped forward, his expression a mix of relief and guilt. "I'm glad you're doing better, Jade," he said sincerely. "I'm sorry I wasn't more useful during the whole event."
Jade shook her head, offering him a gentle smile. "That's fine, Tyree. I'm sure you saved many people that day. The blood we all spilled ensured others would continue to live long lives. That's what matters."
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