The spirals on my body were significant, you could say they were located in places that were important on my body. on my palms, my chest around my nipples, my navel, the small of my back, on both my shoulder blades, the base of my throat, on my elbows, my knees, on the soles and heels of my feet and extremely smaller ones on my fingertips. Recently they have been sort of itchy, and up until now I had no idea what was their uses on my body until today. There was a shockwave so powerful that blasted out from the base of my throat, it blasted me backwards away from the soldiers, my body scraping on the ground as I was pushed back.
There was a little bit of ringing in my ears, I had spoken, or rather it wasn't as if I had spoken. My throat had made a sound and the spirals, which I'm realizing might be some sort of biological speakers that amplified sounds and vibrations, released said sound out into the world in an amplified manner, and to God it hurt something fierce. I got back up to my feet with shaky legs, coughing up blood in the process as my throat burned, I looked up to see that all three soldiers were down, with one of them having his legs crumple and squashed in an extremely grotesque way. The other two were bleeding from their ears, and the wall opposite me, where the soundwaves had impacted had significant cracks and a depressing almost fifteen-centimeter-deep with concentric circles around them.
The [Infusion] ability of Tri came to an end as a wave of weakness overcame my entire body. she leaned forwards quickly, lending her back for support as she too shook from the weakness. She was just a year old, and I was pretty much still a child, there was only so much strain both our undeveloped bodies could take in light of what was in front of us. But be that as it may we had won the evaluation, but on the other hand it seems there's so much more that we took on just to achieve that, and in the end with the kind of pain I'm in right now, I don't think it was worth it. Another slid open and my trainer Malam Yusuf came through with his face looking as stern as always, I was barely on my feet when he grabbed me by the collar and turned me to face the display glass that separated us from the head honcho's of the caliphate that has been watching me.
"As you all can see sir's when it comes to battle awareness and instincts, no 7 is one of, if not the best I have trained. And by the will of Allah he has finally awakened usage of his mutated abilities which I would begin to refine and train as soon as possible. He is quick with his attacks and systematic with no wasted movements, moving to not only incapacitate his opponents, but cause the maximum damage possible with the least amount of effort. The Yaro(boy) is sharp, too sharp, and this is just after a year of intense training. More skills and aptitudes would be impacted to refine his combat abilities and improve his synergy with his terminal. By the time the four years is over, he would be ready to bond with his next system terminal, be it beast or orb, and extensive training would be carried out to prepare him for foray into his first dungeon in 1 year. But beyond my biased evaluation as his teacher, what do you able masters have to say about this situation."
"he does not meet expectations comrade Yusuf, doctor Salami promised us a warrior, especially after we eliminated the factor that was making him weak and soft. His abilities in combat are inconsequential in front of the grand scheme of things, this is a world of terminals, it is their power that determines a fight. And to make matters worse we have made sure to engineer this specimen to be superior to the common man, and yet he awakens his abilities 3 years later than his older siblings. There was no chance to even showcase the power of his terminal beast, but then again it would not be wise to expect more from a compound beast.
This fight was desperate and disappointing as he was unable to utilize his terminal beast in this fight properly, [Infusion] type beasts are pretty much useless as most terminals are equipped with ranged attacks. The compound raptor is limited in what it can achieve by just being a two-star beast, and one that is made for augmentation, it doesn't matter if an extra type is added to it. [Infusion] and [Mount] are useless types to have as most terminals can be mounts. Perhaps we will see better when he gets his next terminal beast, but for now this display is useless."
"Mallam Bako! You do not have to be so harsh and down putting of the child, while you men are here expecting a seven-year-old to do things not a single one of you were capable of at his age, I had shifted my attention to a more intellectual aspect." A woman spoke up from behind the group of men who seemed to be led by an extremely thin man dressed in a traditional kaftan.
"Hajiya Suraiya, this is no place for a woman! Honor is afforded to you due to the man you spread your infernal legs for and not for what is in your head. an unmarried woman is an ill omen, and having you here is slowing down the proceedings." The woman rolled her eyes and moved forwards, pushing the man; Mallam Bako to the side with an annoyed look on her face before turning to face the others.
"There is more than one way to fight a war you old fools. Do you expect all seven of the children you created and forced into a war they didn't ask for to die in the front lines for your Jihad? Look at the bigger picture here fools. These children have talents in other areas that if not properly nurtured would see us starting this project all over again in 10 or 15 years without achieving any sort of proper results. I will leave talking about number one to six for later, when I send a detailed report to all of you.
But in light of number seven's performance, he performed well and above what was expected of a fucking seven-year-old! And don't you dare ask me to watch my language and tone Mallam Bako; I am not one of your wives, daughters or those young girls from Kaduna and Abuja that you love to defile and then murder after. The young boy in the span of one year has tried to escape 57 times, he was only discovered 4 of those times. The rest were attempts on his part to understand the base, it's security and the most efficient way to bypass it. A genius in engineering at seven years old, sure I noticed he's lagging a bit in the computing aspect, but I've seen him craft a dart gun from scraps if tech left behind by reckless muscle headed idiots. By my estimates, Number seven would have escape the base in 10 days and we would never have found a trace of him. A boy with natural abilities that makes him loud and the center of attention, yet a master of espionage and technology right under all of your stupid noses. And it is because of that I have gotten permission to be involve in his training personally, and this is coming from the Emir of Sokoto himself. so...I believe this evaluation is over."
I was horrified, the look Malam Yusuf gave me was one that promised pain unprecedented. I never knew I had been caught all those times or every little thing I have been doing was under scrutiny. I looked up at this new arrival, this Hajiya Suraiya… and all I could feel was fear. Somehow I just knew; that I was looking at a MONSTER!