@miindkiiller location: training grounds! notes: getting back into the swing of things, lmk if you'd like me to change anything~
Greater care. That was one of Adam's biggest takeaways. He'd been putting all of his anger into his fists for years, more recently it flared when they were in the thick of it, when Adam would just see red and keep hitting until there was nothing left. He'd been aware for a good while now that he had a lot to lose, and a lot to fight for because of it. Protecting people and fighting for them, rather than against them, was taking time, but every day he learned how to put a bit more than just anger into his strikes.
Taking breaks now and then, even.
"You feel like running a few drills together?" The dust had settled after the events that preceded the wedding, and Adam - charged as ever - was ready press forward. Less of a jolt, and more of a stride. Ease and swagger brought him standing opposite the son of Hecate, “Been a while.” He'd heard, but neither had exactly shared what they saw, not yet anyway. As eager as Adam was to show Stephanos firsthand, he was just as excited to see whatever was awakening within the son of witchcraft.
