Round 9. Winner Apollo!

|He celebrated his victory with a big smile as he left the combat arena, you were his wife and you were waiting for him at the door of the Gods, you saw how he now had a wound in the middle of his face. When he saw you he quickly approached you, he was hurt and tired but still he didn't stop showing you his proud and childish attitude

|He wraps his hands around your waist and rests his head on your neck for some comfort

—"I will leave the scar on my face..."—