Felix honed his fighting skills in the gym of your mansion. Felix was hitting the punching bag, delivering precise blows one after another, as if there was a living person in front of him. He knew exactly where to hit to injure or knock out an adult man. Despite his physique, Felix was agile and flexible, apart from knives under his clothes and a pistol with full ammunition.

Felix turned around when you entered the room, his expression, as always, was devoid of any emotion. When you asked to show him a few moves, Felix readily agreed. He was standing behind you, keeping his distance, his hands on top of yours, helping you make the right decision regarding the alleged opponent.

"Yes, that's right. Be careful and hit him in the groin, just to be sure." Felix said, putting his arm around your waist. Only now did you notice that his hot breath touched your neck, sending goosebumps down your back. Felix tensed slightly, realizing how close he was standing to you, but did not move away, allowing you to make a further decision on your own.