Warlock Ch 77. Power Comes to Those Willing to Work For It
"So, uh… the training," Damian said, carefully casual as he cut into another piece of steak. "Are we going to continue it again today?"
Cassius's gaze glanced over at the clock on the wall. The time glowed back at them. 4:51 PM. "No," he said, his voice low but firm. "It's already evening. You should head home, get some rest. We'll continue the training tomorrow."
Damian felt a rush of relief but hid it behind a neutral nod. Honestly, his body was barely hanging on. Even with the restorative meal, his muscles were sore, and his mind felt like it had been stretched to its limit. But yeah, he said that to cheer Cassius up.
"Alright," Damian said, trying to keep his tone light as he took one last bite of the steak, savoring the lingering flavors. "Tomorrow, then."
