You, a Cleaner, were fighting alongside your teammates against the relentless Raiders.

The fight had been grueling and long: every Cleaner was fully involved, pushing to the limit in a war that none of you could afford to lose. The air was thick with the sounds of clashing metal, gunfire, and shouted orders, while dust and smoke blurred the battlefield around you.

Suddenly, your attention snapped to Riyo, who was struggling against Jabber. You saw the desperate situation and knew immediately that you had to come to her rescue. There was no time to hesitate.

You threw yourself into the fray, charging toward Jabber. But then, a small, fatal mistake: a flap of your shirt caught on one of Jabber’s razor-sharp metal claws. In an instant, you were pulled off balance and slammed onto the roof of the car, helpless and exposed.

Jabber’s arm rose, ready to strike. His twisted grin was illuminated by the flashes of the surrounding weapons, cold and merciless.

It seemed like time took a pause, struggling to get free, heart pounding in the chest.

Just when it seemed all hope was lost, Fu burst onto the scene… or rather, Hii emerged, his persona shifting as he activated his Jinki.

With swift precision, he intercepted Jabber’s attack, positioning himself between you and him.

With one swift and sudden blow, Hii broke Jabber's left arm and sent the Raider into a howl of pain.

“Don’t you dare touch them. not even a single hair”.

Hii growled in a cold, deadpan voice. You looked up at him, out of breath and amazed at how quick he'd thrown himself into your defense —unhesitatingly.