Jimbo and Sean, who had witnessed Cynthia's remarkable combat skills before, were now sweating bullets on her behalf. If it had been anyone else, they might not have been concerned. But the person in question was the leader of the Flame Action Team--an entity as powerful as Tristan himself. Cynthia's dismissive attitude toward such a formidable force was alarming.
If the Flame Action Team had targeted someone, their life would be tumultuous and fraught with danger. Yet, the way Cynthia spoke suggested she had no fear of them. The onlookers wondered what her fate would be if she fell out of favor with them.
As everyone watched Cynthia, the shadowy figure, Bald Eagle, smiled. "We just wanted to give you a surprise since we haven't seen each other in a while. It's also a way to test whether you've improved."
Cynthia rolled her eyes dismissively. "And how did your test go? Are you satisfied?"