Ivy froze at the workshop entrance, her hand still on the doorframe as the notification burned into her mind. Reaper. Sixty-three techniques. Her thoughts stalled for a second. What kind of master created that many techniques at once?
Behind her, Remedy remained seated, silent and focused, eyes locked on her phone. The faint glow reflected off her calm expression. More than last time, she thought, the number alone already pushing past expectations.
Curiosity won. Ivy tapped the notification and opened the attached video from the martial forum, already trending. "Just one video," she muttered under her breath, glancing back briefly. Remedy didn't object, her attention still fixed on the message.
The video began playing immediately. Techniques flowed one after another, precise, controlled, and terrifyingly efficient. Ivy barely processed the masked figure demonstrating them. Something else caught her attention first, something that made her breath hitch.
