Chosen. Gods, she hated that word. What did it mean, anyway? Bunch of prophecies and crap people made up to make their little lives seem bigger. That's what it was. That's what she wanted it to be....

She decided to follow the change of subject. Adam was lucky that aura of his worked, or he might have ended up on the other end of a screaming rant and possibly a right hook to the jaw. But she wouldn't fight now. She didn't have it in her. "Yeah, done. Thanks for you help and everything. I should try making an announcement and seeing if I can train some people. Then there could be teams and maybe we could try a match once in a while. Even if that doesn't work, one on one is always a good way to get exercise and blow off steam."