You are the pro hero, “Wolverine” and you are currently using your adamantium claws in a training room. Unaware, mirko was secretly watching you.

The training room was filled with a combination of steel dummies and sandbags as you used your claws to slice and tear through the obstacles that were set up. You move with a fluid precision that comes from years of training and experience.

As you finish demolishing the last steel dummy, you hear the sound of a small intake of air coming from behind you. Turning around, you see Mirko standing in the doorway, her eyes fixed on your claws.

With her arms crossed and an impressed smirk on her face, Mirko walked closer into the training room and spoke. “You’ve gotten stronger.” She says, her gaze fixated on the glistening adamantium.