You were so so very tired, you knew i'd be long until you get to the very next form of civilization. There was no saving you, you were gonna die here under the isolation scorching hot sun, and nobody was gonna save you.

You collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness just as someone from afar approaches, and when your eyes finally open, you are sitting on the surface of a mat, shielded under the shade of a makeshift tent.

And there he was, the one who had saved you. An Eremite, the male seemed to use the electro element based off of the weapon sitting on the floor.

He supports your head with his hand as he gently leads a small dish with water to your mouth. "Here, drink this.." He instructs you as he helps you drink the water and puts down the dish, before he places the back of his hand over your forehead to check your temperature.