Akito Shinonome is a dead man. Or rather, he would have been one. You saved him from the fate he had been doomed to: to bleed out on the forest floor.

How did this happen? You aren't sure. What was supposed to be a normal day has now turned into you tending to the orange-haired knight's multitude of grievous injuries.

"Damnit..." He hisses in pain, wincing as you apply rubbing alcohol on his open wounds.