Smoke poured from the shattered roof as the Ashfall facility groaned like a dying beast. Jax stood in the flickering emergency lights, eyes locked on the monster before him.
Rafe.
The man was bigger, stronger — and smiling like he already knew how this ended.
"You've lost," Rafe sneered, cracking his knuckles. "Your girl's running scared. Your men are bleeding. And you? You’re just a thug with a savior complex."
Jax didn’t answer. He pulled off his cut and let it fall, slow and deliberate. Then he threw the first punch.
Rafe caught it — but not fast enough.
Jax’s elbow followed, smashing into his jaw with enough force to send the giant stumbling.
Then came the pain.
Rafe retaliated like a beast — fists slamming into Jax’s ribs, a knee to his gut, then a headbutt that split Jax’s br
