Words Of Inspiration
"You know, I'm not the only person around here that can train you." James looked up from where he sat on a rock to see Charles saunter slowly into the large clearing. Dressed in his casual plaid shirt and faded jeans, it was hard to associate the man before him with a group as powerful as the Advocates. It was even more difficult to believe that this guy with his laid back expression was one of the strongest amongst them. A true monster among monsters.
"That may be true," James said as he got to his feet. "But you're the only one who actually cares whether I'm actually improving. The rest of them just think I'm weak." Charles laughed lightly as he approached James. "Well, they're not exactly wrong now, are they?" James did a double take in surprise. "W-what?"