No one would have imagined that Daredevil, who raced through Hell's Kitchen at night as though nothing could stand in his way, agile enough to single-handedly beat down dozens of Gangsters members, was a mild-mannered blind lawyer beneath his dark red devil mask.
Matt smiled. "We fought the first time we met, didn't we?"
Elektra smiled too. "You held back that day, too. Otherwise, someone with Daredevil's skills would never have let me knock him down."
That day, Matt had fallen for Elektra at first sight and approached her to strike up a conversation, but Elektra had not wanted to get too involved and left the coffee shop. What she had not expected was that he would follow her, just to learn her name.
Then the two of them had fought in a small park near the coffee shop, with a crowd of children watching excitedly.
It had ended with Elektra kicking Matt onto a bench, but Matt had gotten what he wanted: Elektra's name.
"Even then, I wondered why a blind lawyer was such a good fighter."
"Honestly, I was just as surprised as you," Matt said. "Who would have thought the Natchios family's pampered daughter would turn out to be a martial arts master?"
At that, Elektra's expression dimmed a little. "I took up martial arts because of my mother..."
Elektra had said that her mother had been murdered before her eyes when she was five.
"Back then, my father was busy with work and often away, so my mother and I would play at home. That day, we were playing in a room, just like always... Someone broke in... My mother lost so much blood, and she was still worried about me. But that man didn't kill me. He didn't even take a single cent from our