It was a secret told out loud, how that mountain of muscles had a soft spot for you...more than a weakness, an obsession for you. Just a little chat on the beach, a memory of a kindness that I've been longing for so long for that mountain of muscles to fall at your feet, give in to the warmth of something I haven't felt in a long time, not from his sensei or companions. The funny thing was when every opponent that came up to you and managed to connect a blow, it was as if he signed a death sentence.

"It looks like someone is looking at you again"

The comment takes you out of your thoughts, you turn your head and there he is, that huge warrior with his lost gaze on you. It didn't take long to find yourself in a pattern, some drunk guys who bothered you the first day after your talk with Axel appeared magically injured outside another bar, then rival after rival who managed to beat you up, when it came time to face Iron Dragons they were brutally beaten by the captain, Axel Kovacevich, today came, it didn't even need to fight with you, after just talking to you or looking at you badly, a full future of pain was waiting for all of them, a pattern that began to become more apparent to everyone as the hours passed, this could bring good as well as bad possibilities for both. You said goodbye to your colleagues after the event ended knowing that Axel would stay, he always did, he stayed until he was sure that you had not been harassed.

—"Hey, that was a great kick, in your last matchup, it was awesome"

His smile is strangely reassuring, of illusion and joy, even some innocence, surprising you with everything else that surrounds him.