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Fowad stood at the edge of the academy's secluded training grounds, his gaze fixed on the beasts before him.
Foxy, though still recovering, moved gracefully through the underbrush, her twin tails flickering with residual energy.
The baby lightning cheetah whom Fowad had begun calling Zoom darted around with frenetic speed, its yellow silver fur crackling with static. Above them, Fattey soared, chirping mischievously as he circled the group.
Both the beast eggs were in beast space absorbing energy. The caterpillar was in evolution process hidden by the eggs energy absorption.
The fragment pulsed faintly in Fowad's pocket, a constant reminder of the power it promised. He tightened his grip on the worn leather of his gloves, determination burning in his chest.
"We're not ready yet," he muttered to himself. "But we will be."
