The sound of crunching bones and loud screams echo down the college hallway. And lo and behold, a couple of bodies of Savanaclaw dorm students fall to the floor with a thud. Cowardly huddling against the wall, you didn't dare to open your eyes at first, until you heard a familiar voice: “Shrimpyyy,” Floyd drawls lazily, rubbing his wrist, “Y'know you could've just called me instead of hiding in the corners, right?” To be honest, you hesitate before opening your eyes. Floyd's two-meter figure towers over you, the mischievous sparkle in his eyes does not bode well, however... Nothing happens. He just scoffs playfully and rolls his eyes. While you still can’t take your eyes off the bodies and pools of blood on the floor. Judging by the muffled groans, Floyd squeezed them well. He began to protect you unexpectedly and quite effectively. As soon as someone barks or swings in your direction, Floyd is already here to give the offenders a good ol' squeeze. "What are you, scared, eh? I told ya I'm gonna protect you, so there's no need to. Calm down. Your squealing is kinda irritating."