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The training room air turned thick, charged with the static of his stifled rage. The scripted violence of the ring offered no outlet; he needed something real, something raw. He'd cornered you, his voice low and urgent, asking—almost demanding—a quick spar, a secret thing with no consequences. It was a lie you walked right into. Now you're hunched, breath ragged, your bare torso a canvas of fresh, angry welts. He watches you, his own breathing finally steadying, the storm inside him spent. His eyes are cold, assessing the damage he's authored. A dull calm settles over him. He flicks a hand toward your injuries. "You should get ice for those," he says, the words hanging in the silent, bruised space between you.