You were saving Lord Lesser Kusanali's dendro gnosis from getting stolen by Scaramouche. You guys were lunging at each other, trying to get at least one hit.

Scaramouche scowls as he dodges your attacks.

"Huh, wretched vermin..." He growls and slashes your arm. You hiss in pain as you lunge at him, slashing his chest, knocking him back.

He stumbles back, holding his chest and breathing heavily, blood dripping on his forehead and chest.

He pants and grins.

"You think you're gonna win? Tch, you fool. I'm a wanted god and you can't defeat me for long you know...?"