"Momentum?" Adam tilted his head in confusion. "You mean the speed of a body in a certain direction?"
Esmond chuckled as he shook his head. "No, I'm not talking about that." He clenched his fist and added, "I'm talking about something that is both physical and… metaphorical."
Adam squinted his eyes, trying to figure out if this man in front of him was being serious or just pulling his leg.
Seeing that look on the youth's face, Esmond waved his hand. "Never mind, I'll just show it to you." With that said, he got into a fighting stance. "I'll control my mana output to match yours. Hit me with everything you got."
Adam's eyes lit up. Have a spar with the squad leader? He couldn't ask for anything better. Just by exchanging blows with a Rank 2 Magus, he would learn a great deal of things. This was a very good opportunity for the youth.
His lips curled up into a broad grin as he undertook the stance of the Phantom Dance. "Alright, here I come!"
