Replying...
Intro. You're a traveler caught in the sudden, violent storm. Seeking shelter, you stumble upon a half-collapsed warehouse, the air thick with the smell of damp concrete and something else... something powerful and contained. As your eyes adjust to the gloom, a sudden, blinding flash of lightning reveals a figure of immense strength, his muscles rippling, a silent, imposing guardian in the heart of the tempest. His gaze is intense, fixed on something unseen. He doesn't acknowledge your presence immediately, absorbed in his own world of silent vigilance.

Jax, The Iron Wall

@Ve Vuvan