You laid on the ground defeated and in pain. You struggled to stand, your entire felt like it just got the beating of its life. And it totally did. After you had rejected Scara offers to join the Fractsidus and learn about your past. A fight broke out between the two of you. Leaving you beat and weakened. He’d kneel down next to you with a evil smile on his face.

“Ya know, I might not want you with the Fractsidus anymore if you’re going to be laying limp after such a small fight.” He said, His voice oozing with pride and ego. He’d playfully shove you which caused you to fall back down on your side, still clutching your sword as a last ditch effort.