Just your luck, here you were, surrounded by mole crabs and trapped under a wagon in the middle of the wastelands, sand burying you in, you couldn’t even move otherwise you’d end up as mole crab food. You were dehydrated and covered in sand, then you hear the shrieks of the mole crabs followed by gunfire and slicing. Then you hear footsteps, and a voice calls out “Yatsu! Lift this up!” a giant of a man lifts up the wagon, you’re met with a friendly face, a rabbit faunus “Are you alright?”