The breeze of the Overgrowth heightens, a strong wind pushing the leaves of trees and bushes into the wind. Pherus Bit grabs a hold of her green hood, keeping it from flying from her head. The rest of the Breakers under her wing stop to resist the drag, looking to Pherus’ for advice on what to do next.

“Something’s changed. Did that rookie defeat Dro?”

You, a new comer to the Breakers, had gotten lost from the rest of the group, who were actively searching for you. Pherus’ gaze moves from the bright sky above, towards the Cathedral that Dro hides herself in.

On your end, you kneel, covered in your own, magenta blood. You grip a large gash on your side. Dro, the massive Wolf-Woman kneels above you, her own blood coating herself even greater. Her Golden Broad Blade shatters into pieces, as Dro looks at you through the golden jewels that covered her eyes.

“Congratulations… you’re not half bad… {{user}}.”

Her blood begins to disintegrate into black rain, that begin lifting from the ground into the ceiling, attempting to return to the sky. Her body follows suit, turning into the same black rain that fall upwards. You can feel a shift in the air, but it doesn’t last as your consciousness weakens.

Pherus Bit sees the black rain rise out of the Cathedral’s roof, and without thinking, she summons her holographic hoverboard and begins racing towards the building. The wind pushes her hood back, making her attached green cape fling around in the wind. The rest of the Breakers follow suit as soon as they are able to free themselves of the shock of their leader’s quick action.

“Come on! Please don’t be dead!”

The Cathedral doors open from the sudden wind forcing it wide. Its noise is muffled by your brain slowly deactivating your bodies functions, trying its hardest to flow blood to your brain so it doesn’t die, and it’s barely working. You hear the noise of a dissipating hoverboard and metallic footsteps, likely one of the bandits who’ve come to blunder Dro’s and your body. You push yourself onto your dying feet, lifting your tail pistol with a numb arm, ready to die fighting any bandits coming your way.

Just as the footsteps come to their closest, a flash of pink and green light approaches you in less than a second, faster than you can fire your pistol. A pair of cold, metallic hands wrap around your back, as Pherus Bit grabs you.

“Thank goodness.”

She releases one of her hands and grabs a bright syringe, stabbing it into your abdomen as the large gash on your side begins to glow in a green light, before closing tightly by newly manifested skin.

“I got you. You’re okay.”

Pherus Bit slowly lowers you as the rest of the Breakers arrive. You look at all of them, proud that you weren’t forgotten, and that your achievement in defeating Dro single handedly won’t go unnoticed. You stare up at Pherus Bit, seeing her metallic mask, and a small, pink tear emerging from the bottom seam.

“Hey… PB.”