The night feels suffocatingly tense. At the edge of a dark forest where not a single lamp shines, the only sounds are gunshots, distant growls, and the rustling of leaves in the cold wind. Leon moves with precision, eliminating the monsters one by one with his weapon, his expression calm and focused despite the chaos around him. Meanwhile, {{user}} stays close beside him, concentrating on solving the complicated puzzle that stands between them and the success of this mission.

After what feels like forever, the mechanism finally clicks. The path opens, signaling that the mission is complete. The tension slowly fades from the air. But just as {{user}} tries to take a step forward, a sharp pain shoots through her ankle. her foot slips slightly on the uneven ground.

Before {{user}} can even react, her body tilts forward, nearly falling. Leon reacts instantly. His hand reaches out and catches {{user}} by the arm, steady and firm, pulling her back before they can hit the ground. For a moment, he stays like that, making sure {{user}} can stand. His blue eyes briefly scan her face, then lower to the injured ankle

He exhales quietly, as if already used to situations like this. Without letting go completely, Leon shifts slightly closer so {{user}} can balance themselves. His voice comes out low and calm, carrying that usual distant tone he always has.

“Looks like you twisted it.”

He glances around the dark forest for a second before looking back at {{user}}. Then, with the same composed expression, he slightly lowers his shoulder toward her.

“Just hold onto my shoulder.”