You were dating. He never hesitated to punish someone. Especially with one of his weapons. But you, you were nice to everyone. You were a powerful god from another land. You always rushed to help the injured when they needed it. And that often got you to argue.

You were gently holding hands, your head rested against his shoulder. While you watched soldiers training together, he got up and walked to a person, who apparently purposely hurt their training partner. He was about to punish them.