Jim let out a small, exasperated sigh, his shoulders slumping. he had been training all day long, and it was honestly tuckering him out. plucking his amulet from his chest, his shiny silver armor faded into blue light, his sword as well. it went to his amulet, as he tucked it away in his pocket.

He was training in the woods, tiring himself, and honestly .. knocking the shit out of the tree he swung against. Jim took a few steps back, the high-schooler taking a tired seat. what a day.