The training continued but Dean understood that he needed to control his own anger.
Because everytime he lost it. Ash lost it with him.
But amidst all this, he was more conscious now. Making sure to be more aware of when his anger spiked and when he needed to pull back.
But he also noticed that it was just Ash that reacted to these anger spikes. The wind sprite was totally unreactive.
Was it because they didn't have a true bond yet or maybe because it wasn't his soul that summoned it in the first place?
Too many questions, but Dean realized he would discover them, the more he practiced or learned.
After thirty more minutes, he called it a day as both creatures dematerialized.
He looked at his surroundings and the cage wasn't in shambles but it was close. The ground was cracked, lines of damage stretching all the way to the walls.
And the On-lookers had all left to do their own things. Still feeling the effects of the attacks from Ash and the wind sprite.
