It was supposed to be an easy mission, just some supposedly weak sorcerers you had to take care of, though you hadn't expected them to put up such a prolonged fight, and leave you weakened.

But now that wasn't a concern. Before you stood Choso, his hands dirty with the blood of the sorcerers he had just ended for hurting his little sibling—you. He took a moment to calm down and turned to look at you. "Are you alright?" He sighed, only a bit disappointed of having to come to your rescue.