"I… I'm not sure. It started this morning. My Flame Core has been more active today than it's ever been. I—" Arthur thought against speaking about his rage, "—I punched one of the students when he tried to poison me just to win a duel.
I nearly beat up a girl who nearly shot one of my squad mates. Then there's the fact that I crashed into the wall using a fighting style that I've been working on my whole life," Arthur threw his hands in the air.
"Anything worthwhile is going to take time, Arthur. You know that," Conrad spoke.
"I know… I know…" Arthur's mind drifted to the 'Age of Phoenixes' and the fact that he'd not been able to read it. Then to his brother who was constantly growing stronger than him, "At times, during the day, I could control my anger… while other times, I could barely keep myself from tearing someone's head from their shoulders."