At Varg's words, Adam's heart was pounding at the bloodlust emanating from him. Sweat dripped down his face, and he could feel the power of Varg's aura dominating his own. This feeling was new to him; his master, Raoul, had never allowed him to experience such a raw, primal emotion before. The first time he felt it was while facing goblins and Torka the ogre, but compared to Varg's bloodlust, it was nothing.
Adam had faced and killed a dozen marauders and even fought a meister named Soren before, but during those battles, he was in a berserk state that guided his every move. Now, he was conscious and fighting in a life or death battle against a fellow human being for the first time. The weight of the situation bore down on him, and he knew that he had to remain focused if he wanted to survive.
