A different feud

As Theo stood with his back turned, a sly grin spread across his face, masking the trepidation that lurked within. He had taken a risk, revealing glimpses of his true power and hinting at the depths of his training methods. It was a dangerous game, a delicate dance of words and half-truths. Now, he awaited Axel's response, hoping that his words had struck a chord.

Axel stood silently for a moment, his gaze fixed on Theo's back. The weight of the situation seemed to hang heavy in the air, punctuated by the distant sounds of the bustling city. Finally, Axel let out a deep sigh, his posture relaxing slightly.

"You certainly have a way with words, Theo," Axel remarked, his tone laced with a mix of admiration and caution. "But words alone won't absolve you of these accusations. Actions speak louder than clever explanations."