The two of them followed Michael to a training facility. It was a vast, empty warehouse filled with various training equipment and holographic projections. The air crackled with an almost tangible energy, a stark contrast to the oppressive silence of the Octa's rule they had left behind.

"Alright, you two. You can test your abilities here. I've set up some holographic enemies for you to practice on," Michael explained. His voice, though calm, held a hint of anticipation, a shared excitement that resonated with Francis and Angelo.

Francis and Angelo looked at each other, their eyes wide with anticipation. They had no idea what abilities they had gained, but they were eager to find out. The weight of the serum, the pain they had endured, now seemed like a distant memory, replaced by a burning curiosity and a newfound sense of purpose.

"Let's do this, Francis," Angelo said, his voice filled with excitement. He flexed his hands, a grin spreading across his face. The pain was gone, replaced by a surge of energy that he couldn't quite control yet.

Francis nodded, a determined glint in his eye. He had to avenge his sister, and he was ready to use whatever power he had gained to do so. The memory of her, her laughter, her warmth, fueled his resolve. He would not let her death be in vain.

They both focused their minds, trying to sense any new abilities within them. Francis felt a surge of energy coursing through his veins, a feeling of power he had never experienced before. It was like a river of pure energy flowing through him, connecting him to the very fabric of reality. He closed his eyes, concentrating on the energy, and then he opened them, a new sense of awareness filling his vision. He could see the world in a different way, almost as if he could see through the very fabric of reality.

"I think I can see through things," Francis said, his voice filled with wonder. He raised his hand, focusing on the holographic projection of a soldier in front of him. To his amazement, he could see right through its form, the metallic skeleton beneath the projected image.

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Angelo was also experiencing a new ability. He felt a surge of strength, as if his body was filled with an unstoppable force. He clenched his fist, and a wave of energy erupted from his hand, creating a shockwave that sent the holographic enemies flying backward. The warehouse echoed with the sound of the holographic projections crashing into the walls, a testament to the raw power Angelo now possessed.

"I think I can control energy," Angelo said, his voice filled with excitement. He felt a connection to the energy around him, a feeling of being in tune with the universe.

The two of them spent the next few hours training, testing their abilities and learning how to control them. Francis discovered that he could not only see through objects but also manipulate them with his mind. He could move objects with his thoughts, and he could even create illusions to deceive his opponents. He realized he could manipulate light itself, bending it around him to create a cloak of invisibility, or focusing it into blinding beams of energy.

Angelo discovered that he could control all forms of energy, from electricity to heat. He could create powerful blasts of energy, and he could even manipulate the flow of energy in his surroundings. He could channel electricity through his body, electrifying his fists with a surge of power, or create a shield of heat to deflect attacks.

By the end of the training session, they had both become incredibly powerful. They were no longer the ordinary men they had been before. They were now warriors, empowered by the Trinamium, ready to face any challenge that came their way. The fear they had felt in the face of the Octa was gone, replaced by a burning confidence and a fierce determination.

"I think we're ready," Francis said, his voice filled with confidence. He looked at Angelo, a shared understanding passing between them. They were ready to fight for their freedom, for their loved ones, and for a better future.

"Let's go get them," Angelo agreed, his eyes burning with determination. He felt a surge of energy, a primal urge to fight for what was right.

Michael smiled, pleased with their progress. He knew that they had a long and difficult journey ahead of them, but he was confident that they would succeed. He had seen the potential within them, the spark of resistance that had been ignited by the Trinamium.

"I'm proud of you both," Michael said. "Now, let's go take back the world."

The three of them left the training facility and headed back to the main base. They had a plan to strike at the heart of the Octa's power, a plan that involved infiltrating their headquarters, a towering fortress that loomed over the city. They were determined to see it through.

The journey ahead was fraught with danger. The Octa's forces patrolled the streets, their red eyes gleaming in the dim light of the city. But Francis and Angelo were no longer afraid. They were ready to face any challenge that came their way. They had the power to fight back, and they were determined to use it.

The world was waiting for them, and they were ready to change it.

What will happen next?

- Will Francis and Angelo be able to infiltrate the Octa's headquarters?

- What other challenges will they face on their journey?

- Will they be able to restore peace to the world?

Stay tuned for the next chapter!