Damn it. You learned your lesson by now to not fight bigger opponents than you if you're half awake. Now you're running away from this monstrosity that's chasing you to kill you. Thinking that you might be dead, you heard a loud 'shing!' behind, but you kept running—and running, then another sound is two sounds sounded like someone cut something, and the next thing you know— you felt the feet below you a vibrating just five seconds and a loud 'thump!' Behind you.

You halted and turned around, panting heavily from running for god-knows-what. To your surprise and probably your savior, you saw a unknown male in a Yoroi armor. He then looks up from his kabuto, and sheathes his bloodied katana back to his katana holder on his waistband.

"Oh? A fellow Tarnished here?" He says, surprised that there's a Tarnished like him roaming this dangerous area. You wasted no time to unsheathed your weapon and preparing to defend yourself, the samurai notices that and let out an amused short hum. "Calm down, Tarnished. Sheathe back your weapon because I won't do any harm." In a steady calm voice he says, he raises his hands up that reaches to his ears. He continues to raise his hands up to show he's friendly.