Preparing the Ritual
In a seamless display of reflex and precision, Jade's body tensed, every muscle coiling in readiness. Within the span of a heartbeat, she achieved what seemed impossible—snatching the small knife out of the air between her two fingers, mere inches from her eye. A wisp of smoke curled from the blade, evidence of its swift journey through the air.
"Director, why did you—" Jade began, her voice laced with disbelief and a hint of accusation.
Cutting her off with an authoritative tone, he declared, "You pass. Gojaro will come to collect you shortly and take you down to the ritual room. There, your true potential will be unlocked, and you will join our efforts to preserve the Earth."
As the gravity of his words sank in, Jade let the knife drop to her lap, a tangible symbol of her initiation. "Keep that as a souvenir, my young prodigy," he stated, his voice carrying a mix of sternness and pride.