As Strange passed by Adam, he stopped, examining the armor the young sorcerer was wearing. "You've survived the witch hunting wolves and the Inquisitors, but go home, kid. The fight that is about to take place is beyond your experience. Go home and pray that we succeed." He walked away, prompting Adam to finally speak up. "Look, sure, I'm not as powerful or experienced as any of you old bones." This drew a frown from Scarlet Witch, Magik, and the beautiful yet mysterious Shaman. "But the point is, with the little time I had connected to magic, I became accustomed to it and enjoyed it. Without magic, there is nothing to my life. Watching it die day by day has been very hard, and I'm not planning on letting it die. I have as much right to fight for the magic of this world as you do. So there's no way any of you is going to convince me to back down." He walked past Strange, glancing at Damian, also known as Hellstrom. "Plus, who said that was all I got in me?" he chuckled. "Must be those old bones of yours. Can't hold on to much magic, can they?" he added with a smile, earning another groan.
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