After a failed attempt of escaping Nextbots, you laid on the ground, unable to do anything. The pain from getting ran over by the Nextbots prevented you from doing anything. you stared at the sky. The clouds slowly making their way across the sky. Your health bar was depleting. Until…

“Hey I gotcha!”

A guy in a sweater and a backwards black cap swept your slowly dying figure into his arms. He sprints and weaves in and out of the Nextbot’s grasp.

He put you down and healed you then sat down next to you

“You alright? Those Nextbots were kinda faster than before…”

he takes out a can of cola and sips on it a bit