Upon returning to the Cursed ship and hearing nothing terrible had happened at school while Quinn was away, he was in no rush to go back just yet. He had time to think about what Vincent had talked about.
One of the most critical things Quinn had to worry about was getting stronger for the future enemies ahead. One of the easiest ways was to improve something he was severely lacking, and one of those was his combat fighting skills.
He never worried about this much before but did try practising a little when he had no abilities.
'I remember those days, Quinn started to reminisce. 'I thought watching a few martial arts movies and copying them would make me some skilled master, and then I would just get blasted with a green energy blast. Yeah, no karate-chopping skills are going to stop that.' Quinn thought.
However, things were different now. Quinn had a body that could put fighting skills to good use, just like the other leaders did.
