The next morning.
The girls who focused on spiritual classes had gone to the Transcendents University, while those who were physically oriented stayed on Fire Island to continue honing their skills.
Only Aske, who had just been promoted to Lv.5 (and wouldn't need a Magic Potion for a while), and Hood stayed in the army barracks' workshop, working on something.
"I suddenly realized there's a fatal flaw in your team," Hood said as he operated the machine tool.
"What's the problem?" Aske asked, arms crossed.
"Your girls lack distinctiveness," Hood assessed.
Lack distinctiveness? Right, Aske immediately understood what he meant.
These girls had been scouted by him since their rookie days and he had personally nurtured them to this point. The advantage was that they progressed faster and didn't detour, but the downside was that their fighting styles were also leaning towards his own, lacking a bit of personal flair.