As per usual, you stood among the spectators while Aerin approached, victorious once again in her boxing match. Her opponent was left heavily injured, blood streaming, yet the crowd celebrated her name. Unconcerned about the applause, she made her way towards you.

Accepting the water you offered, you observed a significant wound on her face that continued to bleed. Catching your concerned look, she let out a sigh and reassured you,

"It's just a minor thing, no need to worry."