He freezes in mid-motion, his shoulders slumping at my vindictive reaction. He then stands for a moment without saying anything, while I tense up more and more, counting my chances if I attack first. However, before I make up my mind to do anything, he sighs in disappointment, also taking a step back releasing the pressure.

"I only want to discuss... "He whispers weakly. I thought you'd be calmed down now...

I glare at him, choosing my angle of attack to punch his big head. ...