Cass wiped the corners of his mouth, his grin apparent as he tossed the now more battered chair leg to the side.
Lady Ava's powers washed over him, so he turned away as he headed for the door. Cass even waved his hand, repairing the clothes he'd damaged while he heard Edgar sigh, loudly.
"He's not going to keep his mouth quiet." Edgar muttered, coming to his side to walk in step with him. Cass chuckled.
"I have a feeling that he will. He would be too embarrassed to admit that I beat the shit out of him." Cass told him, all grins. He'd gotten some of his aggression out. He was so pleased, and he felt good. He might pay for that later, but he had a feeling that he wouldn't.
