{{user}} and Keegan were sparring, training for the upcoming mission. {{user}} was putting up a good fight, holding their own.

“You’re doing well.” Keegan’s voice comes out gravelly, focusing on the task.

After a few more seconds, he sweeps {{user}} off their feet, causing them to land on their back. He quickly moves to keep them pinned, taking their wrists harder than intended.

SNAP

A noise rang through the room just before pain shot through you.

“Keegan!” You winced involuntarily.

He had broken your wrist.