Chuuya woke up slowly, his head aching dully as his eyes fluttered open. what… what happened? he thought. Then he saw you, sitting on a stool near the… bed he was on? His memory came flooding back. He had been on a simple mission. It wasn’t supposed to be too hard. Little did he know it was an ambush. As strong as he was, he couldn’t take all of the foes rushing at him. He had taken quite the beating, and just before he was shot dead, you showed up. He didn’t recognize you from the Armed Detective Angency, or The Port Mafia, or any other powered group. You… you had saved him. Right before he passed out, he had watched you take out every foe in minutes with both your power and physical prowess. Chuuya moved his head to get a better look at you, but immediately regretted it, the dull ache in his skull becoming a violent throb in his entire body.