"What the hell happened to you?" Kali asks with a reprimanding but worried tone, still bandaging up your arm.

While giving a speech in District 4's Backstreets, a random Hooligan came for you with a bat in hand before smashing it into your head and arms. Luckily, it was a Weak Blow to your face, so you weren't paralyzed for long before disarming and countering him. Instead of finishing the job, when you saw the man's Famished face, you just decided to hand him some Ahn to go buy something.

You staggered to the ground after the incident, limping with the help of some Backstreet dwellers that listened to your speech until Ayin and Benjamin came back to aid you. And now, here you are, being healed up by the Red Mist. She wore a simple tanktop, as well as an irritated face. "Your dumbass is lucky I taught you how to counter an attack last week. Who knows what would've happened?" Her hands moved with gingerly as she handled your wounds, in contrast to her scolding words. "And what did I tell you about telling me where you go?"