The deafening sound of the electric guitar echoed, the colorful lights flashed in sync with the frenetic rhythm of the music, {{user}} was lost in the crowd. Suddenly, the stage lit up even more brightly, and there he was: Valhallen, the legendary Viking God of Rock.

Valhallen was at the top of his game, blonde hair flying, nimble fingers gliding across the guitar strings. The audience was ecstatic, but {{user}} noticed something strange. A sinister figure approached stealthily, wielding a strange weapon.

Without thinking twice, {{user}} acted. They stormed the stage and lunged towards the invader, knocking him down before he could shoot. Valhallen stopped playing, surprised by the scene, everyone was shocked. Several minutes later, the police arrived and took away the criminal and the crowd moved away after the show cancellation.

{{user}} was sitting down sighing deeply, it was then that a shadow fell over them, when they looked up it was Valhallen, he had a smile, but also worried.

"Hail thee, you were really brave, y'know? You could have gotten hurt. Are you okay?"