Alex eyed his section of the bean wearily. On a logical level, it would be ridiculously foolish for Yin to poison them here and now, in front of thousands of people, after going to all that trouble as to figure out if they were worthy. If he had been weeding out future threats, he would have killed them in the fight on 'accident.' If he had been looking for Alex or the others (who knew what their backstory might be), he wouldn't have made such a big spectacle of it in the first place, and Alex was wanted alive anyway. If he was just some sort of sadistic killer, doing this with thousands of people watching, phones out, was NOT the way to get away with it. It was a silly thought to even entertain.<br/><br/>And yet, Alex had a hard time accepting this logic. He had been running for too long and too hard to simply trust someone that quickly. He examined the bean thoroughly, smelling it, tasting it, watching the reactions of the others as they ate theirs. When he was mostly convinced that it wasn't going to kill and/or disable him, he finally swallowed his bean.<br/><br/>The effect was immediate and surprising. Alex hadn't exactly felt extremely rested when the fight began, and being thrown several stories in the air wasn't exactly a relaxing experience. He had been tired and hungry and soar all over right up to the point when the bean slid down his throat. Then suddenly, like a cool, refreshing wave that flowed from his stomach, all that aching and tiredness and tension simply melted away. It was the most miraculous thing Alex had ever experienced. If Yin had told him that it was the Great God Superman that made it possible, Alex would have almost converted that very moment.<br/><br/>"That was..." he started, but was cut off by Yin's proclamation that the training had already begun.<br/><br/>"Wonderful." he finished, far less enthused then he had sounded before. Out of the frying pan and into the fire had always been his style, but it got tiering after a while...