Sparks crackled in the air, and water surged around them like a tidal wave on the verge of collapse. Ryuunosuke stood tall, his lips curling into a brief smile as he glanced at Kazuichi. The battle raged around them, but for that fleeting moment, his gaze seemed to acknowledge something—potential. From afar, he had witnessed Kazuichi's control over water and lightning, saw the raw, unrefined power taking shape. The training camp had borne fruit, it seemed. Among the sea of Hybrids, there was someone who carried the same spark, the same promise Himeno had once shown.