A Literal, Wake-Up Call Punch

A few days before Ryken met Calix, Leslie and Calliope, he struck his fist at Xander one night.

Xander, Davin and Ryken gathered in the former's exclusive clubroom at Vilux. As usual, the manager kept the place well-kept because it was a kind of sanctuary to the former.

Davin challenged Ryken to a few snooker games, leaving Xander to brood on his usual plush chair. The crimson-haired man quickly agreed, boasting that he would defeat the former.

The glittering chandelier hung high on the ceiling, including the exquisite wall lamps, showered the entire room under their lights. 

Yet...

Despite how bright the place was, Xander's somber mood hung heavily in the air, darkening the ambiance.

"There he goes bringing stormy clouds wherever he is," Ryken clicked his tongue, not bothering to lower his tone at all, "He shouldn't only sit there brooding ah."

"Well, it's just his usual way," commented Davin, not putting much thought into it.