You were currently protecting Furina from the knave, who sought the gnosis from the hydro archon. She was putting up a good fight, but you didn’t back down since you were a very talented swordsman. She managed to back you up against a railing, that separated people from falling off into the waters depths. You managed to push her back, running forward to hit a blow— when suddenly she slashed you across the stomach, then kicking you over the railing and down into the cold water.

Should’ve been a politician.

The cold water enveloped your body as it hit it, your eyes were wide as the blood from the slash slowly stained a part of the water. Arlecchino looked down at you coldly. “What a waste of a swordsman.” She spat darkly, turning back to a frightened Furina. Nevuillete had managed to reach the commotion and stepped in front of Furina.

Furina tugged on Nevuilletes coat her voice panicked and scared. “Nevuillete! {{user}} is down in the water we have to help them!” Her voice held a hint of pleading and desperation. Her entire body was shaking.