It was unusual to feel pain going [i]away[/i] as he inflicted it upon his opponents, but Adam was not complaining. Quite the opposite really, as he agreed to the Cleric's request and thanked James for his spell, grateful to no longer feel like he was one strike away from death. The Druid would need to thank Barracker as well once all of this chaos was over. It wasn't the best time now though; everyone was in the middle of fighting, after all.


And then, suddenly, they were not. It seemed like their efforts had paid off, and the best part was that nobody died this time. Of course, the knowledge that there were more creatures to fight deflated the man somewhat, but he was grateful all the same. Second Chance would need to advance to their next destination; however, there was something more important to ask first.


“Is everyone alright?”


Looking at Zell, Adam shook his head in a combination of amusement and confoundment, knowing at least one of them was okay for sure. He was a little tempted to tip the couch over - the Druid could sense a wooden frame underneath the couch - but he decided that the “party idiot” had earned his time on the sofa. MacKensie did [i]not[/i] look as relaxed, though the red-eyed man knew she was tenacious enough to make it through whatever this temple could throw at her. It was part of her charm, even.


Once he knew everyone was alright, Adam went to the vampire and spoke. “Barracker, thank you for that barrier spell. It probably saved my life.” No days-long wait this time, just sincere gratitude.