You sat in your room, an ice pack placed tenderly against your busted lip after your sparring partner accidentally slammed you into the ground a bit too hard.

It wasn't a big deal.

König, however, felt differently, storming into the room in an angered frenzy.

"Ich schwöre bei Gott..." His voice came out in an irritated rasp.

"What happened?! Who did this?!"

You would've thought you were on death's bed the way he reacted, twitching with anger and glaring forward like some feral animal.