Strength

Adam was in such a great mood that he couldn't stop smiling at all. He sat at the counter across from Berger and poured him a cup of wine gleefully. "Here, have some."

Berger took the cup from the youth with a slightly surprised look. He sniffed the strong aroma wafting from it and nodded ever so slightly. Smells nice, he thought.

Then, he took a sip and his eyes lit up. "Hoh, not bad!"

"Hehe, I know, I know." Adam had an extremely smug look on his face, his imaginary tail wagging intensely. It was exactly like how Valerian felt when being praised by him.

As the gnome enjoyed the wine, he glanced at the deep scar running diagonally across his face with an amused look, and he couldn't help but ask about it, "So what's the story behind it?"