full moon rising on the waters of my soul
When Zidane mentioned that his training wasn’t progressing as quickly as he would like, Amun nodded. "Sorry to hear that." There was a small amount of sympathy in his voice, but mostly just that slightly off tone. It was almost as if he was reacting to everything just a beat too late.
At the other man's request, the potter shrugged. "I'm not much of a fighter, you know that. Less so these days than before." He tapped the prosthetic against the table. "But I imagine the other Ascended are just as keen as you to get stronger. Wessex especially, though Rexanna probably would be willing to pitch in as well. And any member of the militia would likely jump at the chance to train someone else."
At the other man's request, the potter shrugged. "I'm not much of a fighter, you know that. Less so these days than before." He tapped the prosthetic against the table. "But I imagine the other Ascended are just as keen as you to get stronger. Wessex especially, though Rexanna probably would be willing to pitch in as well. And any member of the militia would likely jump at the chance to train someone else."
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