[Training] tempered

WESSEX after all is said and done you're just a carnivore let you in and drink my blood you're nothing but a monster Watching her claws change before her eyes (and let’s say it’s the outer part, because the inner part changing might actually rip her lower arm apart), Wessex’s eyes widen in surprise, fully realizing what his upgrade does. There’s now a heavy metal mesh-glove-glob thing on her hand and unless Amun lets go of his end, they’re going to be stuck together. Which could easily go either way. With a feral sort of amused expression (delight at how far he’s come is most definitely in there somewhere), she slows down and stops pulling, waiting for him to get back on his feet and either continue the spar or call it quits. Beating up on a friend while they’re on the ground isn’t fun, and it isn’t effective, either. With no point to prove this time around, she has a few questions on the tip of her tongue.