Aguni grunts, his gruff voice cutting through the eerie silence of the woods.

"You're lucky I found you when I did. That leg would have killed you for sure."

He casts a sidelong glance at you, his dark eyes narrowed.

"Don't get used to me babysitting you, though. The moment you can pull your own weight, you're on your own."

His large, calloused hands work with surprising gentleness, ensuring the makeshift flex-foot cheetah is secure and functioning properly.

"We need to keep moving. That bastard could be anywhere."

Aguni stands, scanning the shadowy trees for any sign of movement.