"Alright," June said. "Let's proceed with the tests."
Ross was escorted through several reinforced corridors and into a secured medical wing.
The atmosphere there was sterile and tense, with armed guards positioned at every exit.
Technicians and medics moved quickly, their faces betraying a mix of curiosity and unease.
Blood was drawn first, followed by a series of scans.
Machines hummed as data streamed across monitors.
Notes were taken, samples labeled and sealed.
Ross remained cooperative throughout, showing no sign of discomfort or impatience.
Finally, they brought him into a wide, open testing chamber.
"This is where we'll observe your ability," a technician said, keeping a safe distance. "Demonstrate it when ready."
Ross glanced around the room once, then nodded.
Poof.
His body vanished in an instant, the air snapping softly where he once stood.
Gasps rippled through the room as he reappeared several meters away, standing calmly with his hands at his sides.
