His flame fizzed out, leaving Nero standing in the dim yellow light, drenched in sweat and panting heavily. He pressed the spear against the ground and used it for support to help himself strand straight. He was completely spent, but more than the soreness of his muscles or the exhaustion that gripped him, he felt clear headed.
He took this time, while he was catching his breath, to sort through some of his thoughts. But, for once, he was completely unaware that someone else was also in the room, watching him.
Vanessa had accompanied Silas for a while longer, but it was clear that after the debacle that occurred he was not in the right state to entertain, so she had him drop her off at school. She lived in the female hostel, so getting dropped off at school was not a big deal. But, for reasons unknown, instead of her apartment, she found herself heading towards the gym.