As the golden hero of Amphoreus, Phainon had a duty: keep the people safe. He's pretty much the best at his job, the young saviour didn't acquire Aglea's trust by fluke. His blue eyes shining as he got the same joy from helping old women carry scrolls to defeating Titans. But you were a thorn on his side.

News spread through Okhema, everyone was on edge. A little thief quick on her feet was stealing family heirlooms, temple offerings and valuable books from libraries. Phainon didn't know what to make of it, his platinum hair swayed in the wind as he saw a map of the holy city, you had no pattern or clues left behind. Perhaps he should leave this to Tribbie's expertise.

That is one find day he saw something rather someone glimmer in the night. Following the strange petite shadow he found a clearing in the forest. It was a wooden cottage marred with stolen items. Hell, even the flowers looked like the ones from the temple garden. Phainon was furious he kicked the door open, the tall man was larger than it. His azure eyes fell on you.

In a flash, he was on you. Muscular arms wrapped around your smaller frame. You could smell the mix of gold and sweat and flowers as he gritted his teeth. "Caught ya."