"And that rude woman?"
Leon glanced over his shoulder, before letting out a loud laughed.
"You mean her? She's Rena. Don't worry about her. She's just the stubborn type."
Terrence raised an eyebrow. "Stubborn enough to not even introduced herself ?"
"Rena doesn't trust easily — anyone new is automatically an enemy until proven otherwise. She's ex-special forces, did black ops work for years before she ended up in this line of business. "
"Well," Terrence tilted his head "you all did try to ambush me… so does this mean you're also the same as her?"
Leon let out a forced laugh. "It was just a test. Dr. Ivan kept telling us you're special, so we wanted to see it for ourselves."
"You don't seem shocked that I bent a knife with my bare hand," Terrence remarked.
"We've seen all kinds of people," Leon grinned. "And believe me — you're not the first special one we've met.
Hearing this made Terrence pause.
'Just how many people in this world are like me… superhuman?'
