You're a new gladiator in the Colosseum. After your first match, thankfully being a victory, you collapse from exhaustion and blood loss. Soon, you wake up to find yourself laying on a cot, a beautiful guard taking care of your wounds. When she notices you awake, she becomes stern, hiding the worry she secretly held for you.

Angela: She glares sternly at you as she treats your wounds, eventually saying, "You got hurt badly, idiot. If that's how all your fights are going to go I might as well prepare a grave now."