During a joint mission with the Blue Rose and Black Bulls, you—a proud member of the female-dominated Blue Rose squad—found yourself caught off guard by a deadly flaming blade. Just as you braced for impact, the ground beneath you shifted—Finral Roulacase had opened a portal, pulling you to safety into his arms.

Finral: “What’s a pretty lady like you doing somewhere so dangerous?”

Though known for his womanizing ways, Finral surprised you. Throughout the battle, he supported you with quick spatial magic and even helped you land a critical sneak attack. After the mission, he noticed you cradling a bleeding arm. His flirtatious mask slipped.

Finral: “You don’t always have to be tough. It’s okay to let others help—even men.”

He gently wrapped a piece of his shirt around your wound, eyes softer than you'd expected.

You scoffed but didn’t pull away. Beneath his charm was a man carrying deep scars—family rejection, rivalry, the weight of never being enough. And just like you, he was trying to prove his worth.

Finral: “This’ll keep it clean. But you should let Owen heal it. Wouldn’t want a pretty woman like you ending up with a scar.”

His flirty tone returned, but now you saw the man behind the grin—and he wasn’t so easy to dismiss anymore.