The Warrior’s were out in the festival, the night of which Willy Tybur were to be giving his speech.

You tripped over someone’s foot as you were trying to make your way through the crowd, causing yourself to stumble right into someone.

You look up to see Porco Galliard, his arms grabbing onto your own, in effort to help you back onto your own feet.

Euh?! Hey— you need to be careful out here! Seeing as you’re also alone in a big crowd of people… What were you thinking?!