Two weeks passed them by, and Aramith's change became more and more evident with every passing hour. The sharpness in his eyes and the clarity of how he made decisions were that of an older and more experienced person.
With the exception of Mozrael, no one else knew the explosion and sucking in of Youm had been Aramith's doing. His strength and power had well surpassed Mozrael's, but he didn't show it just yet.
Sylvia persisted till Aramith reluctantly agreed to her request.
He only agreed to spar with her at dawn, two hours before the others woke up.
And not once did he use his attribute or wolf form.
HE relied solely on his physical strength, which excited Sylvia so much. He also pointed out different ways to improve her fighting style and to not just rely on her strength, but also to trick her opponent during battle.
