The scene which unfolded before her sent Sparrow into a state of shock. The man she had spent the morning pressed cold daggers made of bone into her shaking palms and morphed into a creature that both peaked her curiosity and terrified her to the core. His body stretched out, growing half a foot taller. The usually soft brown hair atop his head turned a brilliant white, and his cool green eyes which she could have stared at all day glared red against his now ghostly pale skin. Sparrow backed up she watched boney spines break through the skin on his back, accompanied by a tail. As he slashed at the attacking demons she realized his hands had formed into claws, and his mouth had produced long fangs. He was, by nearly any account, utterly terrifying. Not entirely animalistic, but no longer even remotely human-looking. Something stirred inside Sparrow, she was terrified, yes but not necessarily of him. 

The third demon in the group took the chance while Adam was busy to strike at Sparrow, but the girl's demon friend leaped in front, shielding her from the attack. He engaged the demon and while he kept it busy Sparrow scaled a large tree a short distance from the fight. She knew in the back of her mind that it wouldn't save her to be up off of the ground, but at the time it seemed a good place to be. When the final beast had been struck down Sparrow dropped to the ground and crept out of her hiding place. She got to the edge of the clearing as Adam looked into her eyes and attempted to speak, then fell. Sparrow's heart dropped and before Adam had returned entirely to his human form she was by his side. Placing the daggers he had given her on the ground she kneels down by his side. When he moves onto his back Sparrow's eyes widen. His wounds were awful; deep gashes cut across his stomach, shoulder, and leg, shredding his clothing and leaving him breathless and in pain. Very carefully she takes his hand, skin barely touching. With her other hand, she brushes his hair from his eyes and then pulls the bloody cloth of his shirt away from the wound. [color=7bcdc8]"You saved my life,"[/color] she murmurs, not knowing if Adam could hear her or if he was in too much shock from the attack to even know she was there.

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