Kale read the notifications with a sharp, satisfied smile. The final piece of the fire element was anchored, pushing Neo's fire affinity to absolute perfection without a single genetic rejection cascade.
The four Peak Master enforcers walked forward in utter disbelief, staring at the pile of shattered grey rocks on the floor. They looked at the green-haired young master with profound reverence, unable to fathom how an Apprentice-level tamer could destroy an Apex beast so cleanly.
'Clear the remaining rubble.'
'We secure the control room now.'
The team moved swiftly down the ruined walkway, reaching the heavy iron door of the Sector 9 central control room. The protective runic arrays on the entrance were completely fried, showing clear signs of intentional mana overload rather than natural wear.
