Chapter 41: The Healer and the Berserker!
The reinforced door of the high-level simulator pod hissed open, releasing a blast of superheated air and the faint, acrid smell of instantly vaporized adamantium.
Daniel Vance stumbled out, his right hand still radiating a fain orange glow.
The air around his fist vibrated and oscillated intensely.
He took a deep breath.
"Huh,"
"Guess that works."
Understatement of the century.
The simulator, designed to withstand catastrophic-level talents, was now offline, its internal sensors likely fried from the sheer output.
Nyx, his Shadow Wolf Pup familiar, poked her head out of his specially reinforced pouch, her blue eyes wide open.
She let out an excited squeak that sounded almost like, "Again! Do it again, but on the boring grey walls this time!"
Daniel gently patted the pouch.