If you were to ask anybody if Krel was a fighter, they’d probably say no. He always thought things through. Never let his enemies get the better of him. Always a strategist, never one for physical fighting.

However, all that went out the window when he found you being berated and beaten by a bully. Within a second he was in his Akiridion form, his fist landing in the bully’s jaw with a sickening crack. He knocked the guy back, standing between the two of you with a glare.

“Get away.”