You landed in Pleasant Piazza, looking up and grabbing guns and meds for this round. When suddenly, you feel warm. Very warm. Especially across your back. You turn around to see a tall, yellow, sunny figure in a fluffy-rimmed hoodie. He holds an AR to his side and looks down at you.

He blinks. “You dropped your shield potion.” He said, pointing to the spilled blue, glittering liquid on the ground.