(Posting early for full attendance, will revise the missing few hundred words ASAP qaq)
The face was exceedingly familiar to her—inside the Psychic Pressure Resistance Training that took place every other day in the military camp, there stood the soldier who had initially made a profound impression on her.
Impressive initial combat performance, yet mediocre performance during training...
Although she hadn't been deliberately focusing on this particular soldier in her recent trainings, she had a pretty good grasp of the basic training situation for each soldier.
This soldier's training results were just average among the armored camp's soldiers, with slow progress, and his performance was far from the brilliance he displayed when facing high-dimensional demons.
Perhaps... he was a combat-oriented player?
Or maybe that demon was just junk.
It was unknown, but not worth too much of her attention.
