<< Simulated World Training Center >>
Chronos stood at the center of the simulated training room, his feet planted firmly on the ground.
The air was charged with electricity, the energy of the surroundings coursing through his veins as he prepared for the challenge ahead.
With a deep breath, he began to move.
His body moved with a grace and fluidity that seemed almost otherworldly, like a dancer in a slow-motion ballet.
His arms moved in arcs through the air, his feet shifting and pivoting with a precision that was nothing short of breathtaking.
As he moved, he sensed a shift in the energy of the room.
With a graceful yet forceful turn, Chronos shifted his weight forward and launched a back hand straight onto the metallic torso of the first android that lunged at him.
Chronos expected to at least push the android back, but its metallic body seemed to absorb the totality of his force, not budging an inch.
The android extended its arm like a deadly blade.
