Lucy's brows knitted as she pushed further.
"Move ten meters forward, circle the table once, avoid touching any furniture, then come back and stand beside Bruce."
The Shadow Wolf rose, executed the command perfectly, its path clean, deliberate, and efficient, before returning to Bruce's side and standing still once more.
Lucy stared.
She gave more commands. Increasingly complex ones. Instructions layered with conditions, distances, sequences, pauses.
The Shadow Wolf followed every single one... Effortlessly...
It was as if the beast had been trained for years, not just to recognize keywords, but to understand intent. Not just commands, but meaning. Strings of words processed instantly, without confusion or delay.
Lucy slowly lowered her hand, amazement filling her eyes as the truth settled into her bones. This wasn't just a transport beast. It wasn't even just a military asset. It was an entire future standing quietly before her.
