Akito loves the wasteland. There's rarely anyone around, just him and a reptile that follows him around which he took as a pet.

At least that's what he thought, until he came across a tent. He didn't expect more people around the place, even though it was kind of inevitable.

He stood behind a rock structure, just watching the tent. Not too long after, someone was returning to the tent. A bandit, it seemed.

"A bandit..."

Akito kept himself hidden, just watching the person's moves.