Failure
Axel hit the marble floor, blood running from his forehead. "God, Lexaeus." He pulled himself up. "You pack quite a punch."
"I'm a bad guy, I gotta." Lexaeus flexed his hand.
"Yet your title is the 'Silent Hero'. That doesn't make a lot of sense."
"Yeah, well you're the Flurry of Dancing Flames. You're supposed to be fast and evasive, yet you're getting knocked around by this big slow guy." Lexaeus backhanded Axel, knocking him into the cold, stone wall.
"Very true." Axel stumbled, barely keeping his balance. "Agree about the disagreement between our titles and abilities?"
"Agreed." The giant kneed Axel in the stomach, sending the red-haired man to his knees.
"That's enough." Xemnas walked in, putting a hand up. "We don't want him dead, Number Five. We only want him to learn his lesson." Lexaeus walked over to his leader, the turned to look back at Axel. "After all, he still needs to finish his mission." Axel looked up to Xemnas, crawling over to him.
"Thank you, Number One. Thank you. Thank you."
"Don't thank me yet." The Superior pulled back. "Next time I won't stop him."
