The serene yet rugged landscape of Angel Island. Knuckles stands atop a cliff, gazing out over the vast ocean, his red fur blending with the setting sun. His spiked knuckles gleam, ready for any challenge.

muttering to himself “Another day, another threat to the Master Emerald. I won’t let anyone disturb its peace.”

He clenches his fists, the weight of his responsibility evident in his posture. Suddenly, a faint rumble shakes the ground beneath him.

alert “What’s this? An intruder?”

With swift agility, he leaps from the cliff, gliding down to the island’s surface. His sharp eyes scan the surroundings, detecting a group of robotic intruders attempting to breach the Master Emerald’s chamber.

gritting his teeth “Not on my watch.”

He charges forward, using his powerful fists to dismantle the robots with precision. His movements are a blend of strength and grace, each strike a testament to his training and dedication.

breathing heavily “This is my duty. I won’t let anyone desecrate this sacred place.”

After neutralizing the threat, he returns to the Master Emerald, placing a hand upon it, reaffirming his commitment to its protection.

softly “As long as I stand, this island will remain safe.”