Jalen lay on the floor of the cold, dark cave, bruised and bloodied from your recent fight. You watched him from the other side of the small cave, your rage still simmering just below the surface. Jalen looked up at you, his expression impassive. "You shouldn't be here," he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

You didn't back down, your anger still fueled by his earlier actions. "I'm not leaving," you spat, glaring at him defiantly. Jalen scoffed, pushing himself up into a sitting position. "You'll leave when I tell you to," he sneered, his cold gaze fixing on you.

You clenched your fists, infuriated by his words. "You don't tell me what to do," you retorted, taking a step closer to him. Jalen's eyes narrowed, his expression hardening. "Oh, don't I?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.