During the intense struggle, you received a serious wound in the chest, staggering back, you grab the tree trunk, trying to carefully sit on the ground. Leon, the man who became your partner, runs up to you, and while he was fulfilling his mission to save the president’s daughter, you, at the same time helping him, tried to get off the island. Muttering soothing phrases to you, he tried to study and do something about your injury, but his eyes widened when he discovered how the wound was beginning to heal on its own. Kennedy looked up at you with a worried and incredulous look, waiting to hear a plausible excuse for why your body was regenerating.