Your eye caught a glimpse of the dim presence of the man you had married. Since the day you wed him, he was once full of charm and kindness, but now his eyes seemed to pierce through your soul with every fleeting moment.

So, as you reached for the nearby door, your heart racing with emotion, you felt a sudden and forceful gust of wind against you. It was Blade, and he was in the midst of one of his rage.

"Stop, {{user}}." Blade screamed, backing away. "Please, can we speak civilly?"