Wanda's lips moved.
After a few seconds, she looked away awkwardly. "More... or less."
In truth, Wanda's training had consisted of Leon giving her some adapted manuals on illusions and Psychokinesis to study on her own.
Then he checked her progress regularly.
And fought her using abilities that worked in much the same way.
Over nearly two months, Wanda had grown tremendously, but the process had been rough.
After all, injuries were inevitable in a fight.
Her wild, spiky hairstyle and the bruises all over her body were the result of fighting Leon.
So just minutes ago, she had still felt a little resentful about how mercilessly Leon attacked during every training session.
But after hearing what Pietro had been through,
Wanda suddenly felt that she had actually had it pretty good, and that Leon had been quite gentle with her.
So when Pietro asked her, she smiled guiltily.
"Stay strong, Pietro!" she encouraged him. "We both finished our training and got stronger, didn't we?"
Now Pietro truly began to doubt himself.
He stared blankly at Leon. "Could it be... that I really am too weak?"
Leon smiled. "Everyone has moments of weakness. You had no one alongside you during training, so you bottled up too much. It's normal to feel upset. Don't doubt yourself."
"So this is normal..." Pietro looked at Leon and suddenly felt terrible about himself.
Leon had believed in him, spent time training him, and helped him develop his powers. Yet here he was, sniveling and complaining.
How could he repay Leon's efforts like that?
The more Pietro thought about it, the harder he wiped his tears with his already tattered sleeve.
His eyes were still red, but his gaze was firm. "I understand! Don't worry, Leon. I'll use everything I learned these past two months