As the days passed, Insanity grudgingly agreed to Liza's terms, knowing he had little choice. His pride was wounded, but his body even more so. Forced to train under the supervision of one of Liza's superhuman allies, a man not especially powerful, Insanity struggled. His injuries from the fight with Moxie left him far from his usual strength, and every blow landed on him felt like a fresh insult.

On the other hand, Moxie's situation was worse. Training with his cousin was relentless, almost brutal. Liza gave him no time to react, attacking with precision and force that felt, at times, as intense as his fight with Insanity. Even at his base form, Moxie could usually withstand most things, but his still-healing arm and lingering fatigue made it impossible to keep up. Liza didn’t hold back. Every punch, every kick was a reminder of how much Moxie still needed to grow if he hoped to face what was coming.

Their injuries healed surprisingly quickly thanks to Liza's unique abilities, which allowed her to fully restore both Moxie and Insanity's bodies. With the trio now fully recovered, they began preparing for their next move. However, Insanity had other plans.

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While Moxie and Liza were away from the lab one evening, Insanity quietly planted bombs throughout the facility. His mind had been swirling with rumors for weeks. Whispers about the very scientists they were working with being connected to the event that had left him burnt and scarred in the past. Vengeance burned in his heart, and as the trio left for their next destination, an explosion lit up the night sky behind them. The blast was massive, big enough to be visible from miles away—comparable to a small nuclear detonation.

Moxie and Liza turned in shock, seeing the wreckage in the distance. Worry etched across their faces, but Insanity remained quiet, hiding his satisfaction behind a calm mask.

“We need to keep moving,” Insanity said, his voice as neutral as ever. Liza glanced at him but said nothing, though she had her suspicions. Moxie felt the tension but knew now wasn’t the time to question it. Whatever had happened back at the lab was behind them.

Their focus shifted forward, heading toward the first of many battles that lay ahead. A trial that would test not just their strength, but their fragile alliance.