Master Willix didn't lie. The examination didn't last more than half an hour. Even though all sorts of hyper-advanced medical equipment scanned her body inside and out, making her feel as if she exposed all of her secrets, the mechers never made her feel too uncomfortable.
Obviously, the focus of the scans was definitely on her head, or more specifically her brain cavity. As the center of power for both swordmasters and mech designer, her noggin had definitely developed in an abnormal direction.
Still, Ketis was aware that the MTA might not be able to find what they were looking for. She had quietly kept Sharpie locked within Bloodsinger, which she had temporarily stowed in locker. This meant that her mind only contained a fraction of the power of a swordmaster at the moment.
Perhaps the results of all of their examinations would make the MTA doctors conclude that Ketis was not really comparable to a true Swordmaster.
