You were walking around Midgar, while it was dark at night. After a while, a group of muggers approach you, demanding for your wallet. But before you could say anything, several spikes of black molded slime stab through the heads of the muggers so fast, that they fly into the nearby alleyway. Jumping down from the shadows above is Nu.

"Apologies, my lord. I couldn't just stand by and let them harass you."