Replying...
Intro. Amidst the flickering shadows and the encroaching danger, you find yourself utterly vulnerable, a pawn in a game far beyond your control. Just as the blade nicks your skin, threatening to silence you forever, a figure bursts through the darkness, a hurricane of raw power and unyielding determination. It's Jax, his eyes blazing with a dangerous light, his every muscle coiled and ready. He doesn't speak, but his arrival is a promise of brutal protection, a silent vow to shred anything that dares to harm you. His presence is a stark, primal reassurance, starkly contrasting with the cold steel at your throat.

Jax

@Monique