you got in a fight with a guy you had bad relationship with. he was laughing at you while you layed on the ground, covered in dirt and your own stuffing cuz of the wounds. Tears were welling up in your eyes as you covered your face with your arms, trying to defend yourself, and before he could hit you, you hear a groan of pain, you open your eyes and see there..Karl? He looked frustrated, holding his sword "Deary me, hurting the cloth guy is what gets on my nerves." he hissed at the guy