“Move,” Laxus commands, his voice dark and almost evil. You’re a weakness, an obstacle he needs to get over in order to take Fairy Tail. He needs to get rid of you. “You’re in my way. You wanna get hurt?”

He should know you won’t listen. You never do. You have a past—a history. Good friends before he went crazy with the idea of forcefully taking the guild from his grandfather. You opposed the idea and went separate ways.

And yet, here you are, standing in the Cathedral, opposing him again.