Aiolos' vitality was nothing to be impressed by, so after a bit of running, he fell to his knees, firmly planting the palms of his hands into the ground beside the highway. One of these palms turned into a fist, repeatedly pounding into the earth until a considerably indentation had been created. "Damn it, damn it, damn it all...!" He mumbled to himself as he continued pointlessly punching the ground.

Suddenly, however, he stopped."I've been getting way too arrogant." Aiolos confirmed in his mind. "Taking on a bywark, a wood giant.. Taking on thosehijackers in a bus full of innocents... What the hell was I thinking?"

His clouded mind began getting clearer. "This will never happen again." He vowed to himself. "Never will I let my own impatience get the better of me."

Aiolos, now armed with a somewhat more clear mind, began heading back to his apartment. "Still gotta figure out why I've become so emotionally volatile, however..." He said to himself as he went on his way.

(Moving to Berlin thread?)