Kay returned, leaving San and Dan surprised.

“Is that really it?” San exclaimed, with a suspicious look.

“Your hearing is good, your speed is also perfect for that weapon, and it doesn’t require much strength, just good aim! Archery would be the best bet for your style!” Kay said, handing the bow to San.

San went in front of the dolls again, took a deep breath and concentrated. The tension in the environment seemed to make his instincts surface. He raised the bow and aimed at the first doll, focusing on the distance and the trajectory of the arrow.

Time seemed to slow down as he pulled the string. Instinctively, his eyes adjusted to the position of the target, and he released the arrow with precision. It hit the doll, although not with the force he expected, but it was still a hit. A small smile formed on his lips, as if the idea of beating himself excited him.

“That was good, but try pulling a little more before you let go!” — Kay exclaimed, surprised by San's performance.

San smiled, feeling more confident. He decided to continue. Adjusting his position, he prepared for the next shot, feeling the adrenaline rush. He quickly aimed at another dummy and fired. This time, the arrow hit the target with a slightly stronger impact, breaking the dummy in two.

“You're improving! Keep going!” Dan encouraged.

With that, San felt he could go even further. He fired a few more times, his speed and accuracy increasing with each arrow. However, he was still not fully aware that he was excelling with archery. His mind focused on hitting the dummy, while his instinct guided him in a dance between tension and freedom.

At the end of his session, San stepped away from the dummy, a little out of breath, but satisfied.

“So? How did it go?” he asked, looking at Kay and Yan.

Kay smiled, recognizing the skill that was beginning to emerge.

“You definitely have a hidden talent for this!” Kay said encouragingly. “You’d make a good hunter, but I think a crossbow is more suited to you. If they could make a better bow and arrow, that would be interesting. How about putting some kind of gunpowder in the front? An explosive that detonates when the arrow hits its target? That sounds promising for testing!”

Yan interjected thoughtfully: “If the issue is durability, a crossbow is more appropriate. Let’s test that later. San, a bow and arrow is an option, but a crossbow is also an option! Take this paper and go to the armory!”

“Thanks, but can I wait for my sister?” San exclaimed.

— Yes! — Yan replied.

San took the paper and stood waiting near them. He thanked Kay, feeling excited about the possibilities.

“Now it’s my turn!” Dan said.

“Come on!” Yan replied.

“Good luck, sister!” San said.

“Thank you!” Dan replied, stepping in front of the dummies.

The testing ground was bustling, with the simulation dummies positioned before her, ready to assess Dan’s skills. She held two Noxium short swords, feeling the weight of the blades in her hands. Adrenaline pulsed through her veins, and her heart pounded with anticipation.

“Here I go!” Dan murmured, her eyes fixed on the dummies.

As soon as the signal was given, she launched herself forward. Her feet moved quickly, gliding across the floor with grace and determination. With a fluid spin, she attacked the first dummie, the Noxium blade slicing through the air with ease. The impact resounded, and the dummy shattered, falling lifeless to the ground.

I need to be quick and unpredictable! Dan thought, as she prepared for the next attack. She advanced, her mind focused on maintaining agility. With each movement, Dan made sure to use the space around her, delivering quick and precise cuts. The dummys didn't know what was hitting them; her skill took them by surprise.

She approached another dummy, dodging a simulated attack with a sideways jump. With a quick movement, Dan spun and cut the dummy's arm, making it lose its balance.

The dummys were programmed to attack, but she outpaced them with her speed. Dan didn't stop, dancing between them like a storm. With each hit, she felt confidence growing inside her. I'm doing this! I can win!

At a decisive moment, two dummys approached at the same time. Dan took a deep breath and used his swords masterfully, cutting one in an upward motion and then striking the other with a downward strike. The dolls were shattered in a spectacle of dexterity.

She looked around, realizing that there was only one doll left. Just one more! Her heart was pounding, and her determination was growing. Dan launched himself towards the last doll, sliding across the ground before delivering a vertical blow, breaking it in half.

After defeating all the dolls, Dan was left panting, but his face was lit up with a smile.

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That's why he tried a short sword, Kay thought in surprise. "Impressive! If the two of them support each other, they'll have close and medium range attacks! I don't see the need to change weapons!" said Kay

Dan smiled.

"Take the paper and leave your weapons!" said Yan.

"Right!" replied Dan.

The two of them left satisfied.

"Do you want to ask too?" exclaimed Kay.

— You noticed me! Thank you! — Sky replied.

— I'm telling you, just use this to your advantage. Light, close-range weapons would be better for you. If you want to control this, talk to someone who also hides to attack! — Kay advised.

— The Slayer, will he help me? — Sky asked.

— I don't know, but you can try talking to him! — Kay said.

— Thanks, I'll try later! A short, light weapon? Those swords they used should do the trick! — Sky said.

— Since it's going to be point-blank, silenced weapons are also an option!. Good luck! — Kay added, before leaving.

In the courtyard:

— What's that big weapon? Will it compensate for anything? — Slayer exclaimed.

— Shut up! My aim isn't good, and the instructor said I could handle the recoil of heavier weapons, so I came and got this one! — Kratos replied.

— It looks heavy! — Kay said, approaching.

— That's a vehicle weapon, not for humans to shoot! — Slayer retorted.

— It's heavy, but I can hold it. Now, withstanding the pressure while shooting is another story. I'll try because, if not, I'll fail! — Kratos stated, determined.

Kay and Slayer looked at each other and walked towards the shooting range.

— Did you come to mock me? — Kratos exclaimed, irritated.

— On the contrary! If you can withstand this, you'll be one of the greatest forces in this division! — Kay said, encouraging.

— I just want to see how they'll carry this! — Slayer added, with a sarcastic smile.

Kratos was irritated.

Interesting, he's carrying such a heavy weapon with just one hand, thought Kay, watching from the corner.

"Now all that's left is for you to finish the test. Try not to destroy the place!" said Breno, joking.

He looked back.

"That's a mini gun! What the hell were you thinking?" exclaimed Breno, scared.

"It's a heavy weapon, just like you asked!" said Kratos, defensive.

"That's a vehicle weapon! There's no way anyone can use it without support. How do you intend to use that in places where vehicles can't pass?" questioned Breno, worried.

"With strength and faith?" exclaimed Kratos, with a confident smile.

"Go put that away! There's no human who could hold that weapon, even wearing the suits!" insisted Breno.

"Calm down! Let him try. Our brute here can carry it. At least let him try to shoot it!" said Kay, excited.

— Many can carry it, but there's no support inside here to withstand that kind of bullet! — Breno retorted.

— Then let's go outside! It's an open area, the ideal place for this test! — Kay suggested.

— You can't leave the base without the captain's permission! — Breno warned.

— Do it! — Slayer said, encouraging.

— Okay, I failed the test! — Kratos admitted, discouraged.

— Do you want to run around throwing grenades at the ghouls? It doesn't have that much impact now; this will pierce them! — Slayer mocked.

— I believe in my companion's strength. Get the permission! — Kay stated, determined.

— I say the same! — Slayer added, supporting.

— If you cause problems for our squad, you will be punished! — Breno said, retreating.

— Why? — Kratos exclaimed, surprised.

— Losing without having the chance to try would be shameful! — Slayer replied, indignant.

— Show the power you acquired in training, or you'll say those muscles are fake, just for show! — Kay challenged, provocatively.

— They're real! — Kratos stated firmly.

— That's how you say it! — Kay praised, satisfied.

The scene changes to outside the base.

— Imagine that in front of you there is a line of ghouls running towards you! Eliminate that line! — Takemichi ordered.

— Yes, sir! — Kratos replied, positioning himself.

The captain and the leaders were standing back, watching to avoid stray bullets.

— Do you think he'll make it? — Lena exclaimed, worried.

— He carried the gun from the shooting range all the way out here, so he has stamina. But withstanding the recoil is another story! — Yan said, watching closely.

— A person using a vehicle-mounted gun and without any support seems like a joke! — Joana said, laughing.

— Two soldiers positioned themselves to support him — Yan informed.

— It's going to start! — Ryuji said, watching the gun spinning.

Kratos positioned himself, holding the mini gun firmly. He took a deep breath and, in a determined movement, pressed the trigger.

A hail of bullets exploded from the mini gun, cutting through the air with a deafening roar. The power of the weapon was immense, and the veins in his arms stood out, pulsing with the force he was applying to withstand the recoil of the weapon and struggling to keep his aim steady, moving the weapon horizontally as if he were facing a line of ghouls.

The bullets tore through the space in front of him, creating a deadly dance of projectiles that hit their targets with precision. Adrenaline pulsed through his veins, and even with the weight of the weapon, Kratos felt invincible.

The ground shook under the impacts, and the sound of empty shells falling from the mini gun mixed with the deafening noise of the gunshots. The scene was a combination of chaos and power.

"That's enough!" Captain Takemichi ordered.

Kratos immediately stopped shooting.

"Was that the only one he got?" — Takemichi exclaimed, with an expression of disbelief.

“Yes!” — Yan replied, a little hesitant.

“He has my permission, but I forbid it in cities and will only use it when the ghouls are numerous!” — Takemichi stated, as he headed back into the base.

“Right!” — Yan said, saluting.

Takemichi was satisfied, and not only he; the leaders were too. After all, now Kratos was a real tank, capable of reducing the number of ghouls and facilitating the army’s advance.

“Return, Kratos!” — Yan ordered.

— Okay! — confirmed Kratos, returning to the base.

— And how was it? — asked Kay.

— I managed to pass! — said Kratos with a smile of satisfaction.

— Congratulations! — said Sky and Kay, excited.

— It was the least to be expected from a brute! — commented Slayer with a slight tone of provocation.

— I thank you all. If you hadn't supported me, I would have given up when the instructor ordered. Thank you very much! — said Kratos, showing gratitude.

— Great! — replied Kay.

— I already told you it would be embarrassing for the recruits if someone failed without trying! — said Slayer, confident.

— You have my gratitude! — said Kratos, excited.

— Is there coffee in that bottle? — asked Kay, curious.

Sky shook the bottle.

— Yes! — he confirmed.

— See you at lunch! — said Kay, taking the bottle and leaving.

— Just don't be late! You always make Mira worried! — Kratos said, laughing.

“I won’t be long!” — Kay assured, leaving the room.

“Aren’t you curious?” — Sky asked.

“Of course you are!” — Slayer said, standing up.

“Where are you going?” — Kratos exclaimed, surprised.

“If something bothers me, I’ll solve it. I want to know what he’s up to!” — Slayer said, determined.

Sky also stood up.

“If you want to stay here, feel free. We’ll take a look!” — Slayer said, as he left the room.

The scene changes to outside.