Adam held Nyla gently, as if she were a fragile doll.
His wings had long since faded, his transformation undone as well, as he reverted to his original form.
But the aftertaste of the violence and high he felt during the whole process still lingered within him, the use of his monster energy was a pleasurable experience around him.
Blood speckled his feathered clothes, faint smudges lined his jaw, and his eyes looked tired yet content.
He had done what he came to do.
And more importantly, he'd kept his word.
"Sigh, tonight has truly been a life-changing night. I met so many people, gathered so many new abilities, and best of all, I got stronger."
Adam said with a smile, and to be honest, although he does not need sleep, he would want nothing more than to rest his head on a soft pillow.
