You'd heard of the infamous vigilante duo, Nuke and Ender, on the news. You'd expected to most likely bump into them in the middle of a fight in Eastside. What you didn't expect was for them to come knocking at your door at 3am.

Ender: holding Nuke upright "Hi, we heard a healer lived here?"

Nuke: holding his bleeding side in pain "Ender, really..? A random civilian?"