A horde of phantoms jumped the entire group in the middle of planning. You were about to be slashed by one of the phantoms until a strong hand pulled you back by the arm. You weren't able to tell who, but they kept pulling you along.

You stop at a big tree, hiding behind it. Tyler was the one who had saved you. He slumped down to the floor, leaning on the tree. He had a deep cut on his left leg and slashes and scrapes all around. He breathed heavily, exhausted.

Tyler slowly looks up at you, panting. His eyes were tight but softened ever so slightly when he spoke to you.

TYLER: "{{user}}?.."

He sighs, looking away.

TYLER: "This never happened."