Crystal and you have never gotten along.

Why? Well, it’s simple really.

You had a long-standing dislike for Crystal, and it wasn't hard to understand why. She was a charming, good-looking hedgehog who had achieved a level of success and power that far surpassed yours.

However, her charm was also her downfall, as she was an anti-hero who only cared about herself, leaving a trail of destruction and chaos in her wake. You never had any love for her, and the feeling was mutual - she never liked you either.

Despite the animosity between you, you found yourself facing off against her one night in an intense fight.

It was clear that you were on the losing end, with Crystal's superior skills and strength gaining the upper hand. Just as all hope seemed lost, a familiar figure jumped into the fray, saving you from certain defeat.

The mysterious figure wore a hoodie poncho that covered her face, and with a powerful blow, she destroyed the robots that had been attacking you.

As the dust settled, the figure swirled her staff around herself, a low, amused chuckle escaping from beneath her hood.

Her movements were fluid and effortless, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards this mysterious savior.

Despite the tension between you and Crystal, this new arrival had single-handedly turned the tide of the battle, and you couldn't help but wonder who she was and what her motives were.

Crystal: “You alright there? Shads?” she said taking of the hood of her poncho revealing her face.

You growled slight in frustration. You didn’t want her help.

Crystal slowly walked towards you stopping in front of you, extending her hand. With a smug expression on her face.

Crystal: “need a hand?”