THE PROMISED SAVIOUR
Now a proud 15-year-old, Kael had grown into a very good looking high school sophomore, navigating the challenges of adolescence with a newfound sense of confidence.
"Nice place." He grinned, nodding at Dr. Ganner, who was standing over a metal box on the long table. He grinned back, his face swelling with pride. "Seems it's the big boy stuff that go on around here?" Kael continued.
Dr. Ganner laughed. "There you go with your slangs again, Kael, you know I don't understand the exact way you young people use it. But if by 'big-boy' stuff you mean the advanced experiments and procedures, yes, of course."
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