"You're smiling even though you've lost. Your posture is proud even though you're on your knees," Adam smiled, looking into her eyes. "Why?"
Adam cracked his neck and approached the woman, squatting down and locking eyes with her. He smiled at her, staring deep into her soul, trying to understand her intentions. The she-wolf didn't seem to hide her emotions and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Why?" she asked again, then scrutinized the man from head to toe before smirking. "Well, judging by your appearance, you're not a warrior, so it might be hard for you to understand."
"Oh? Quite amusing," the man shook his head and playfully poked her nose, causing the she-wolf to grimace and curse him in front of her, unable to resist due to her weakened state. Seizing the moment, Adam cracked his knuckles and voiced his opinion, "Are you one of those folks they call 'battle maniacs' in society? I hope not, because it looks ridiculous from the outside."
