Ultima's Bite!

April sat in silence, absorbing the information. The names, the hierarchy—it all solidified the reality of what they were up against. Ragnarök wasn't just a rogue faction. It was an empire of destruction, built on power and precision.

Jax leaned against the table. "Now that you know, what's your plan?"

April looked up, eyes burning with determination. "Simple. I get stronger. Fast."

Kai smirked. "That's the spirit."

Saya crossed her arms. "Strength alone won't be enough. The Executioners and Enforcers don't just rely on brute force. They're specialists. Each of them has mastered their Gear in ways that most people can't even comprehend."

Dante nodded. "If you want to take them on, you'll need to learn everything about your own Gear. No shortcuts."

April exhaled. She already knew that. Ultima had made it clear—her next evolution would only come in a battle where her life was truly at stake.

But she wasn't about to sit around and wait for that moment to happen.

She stood up. "Then let's start training."

Jax grinned. "Thought you'd say that."

He turned, motioning for them to follow.

They moved through the underground base, the halls quiet except for the hum of machinery. 

As they stepped into the training facility, April took in the sight—advanced combat dummies, reinforced sparring rings, a full-scale battlefield simulator.

Jax stopped in the center. "We're not just testing raw power. You need to learn control. Adaptability. And most importantly—how to win against someone stronger than you."

He cracked his knuckles. "Which means you're sparring against us."

April smirked. "Good. I was hoping for that."

Kai stretched his arms. "Alright, but don't get cocky. You might be Ultima now, but we've been at this a lot longer than you."

April pulled her hood up, adjusting her stance. "Then show me what that experience is worth."

Dante grinned. "Oh, this is gonna be fun."

Saya's expression remained calm, but there was a glint of excitement in her eyes.

Jax rolled his shoulders. "Alright. First round—April versus me."

April's smirk widened.

Mufasa versus Ultima.

This was exactly what she needed.