The pain from the arrow puncturing your skin and splintering into your flesh spread throughout your body as you cried out, collapsing to the ground. You were on a mission, and while you were much stronger as a hybrid, you were much more prone to ambushes.

So there you lay, in your own pool of blood as the arrow stuck into your upper back. It hurt like hell, to say the least, and on top of that you heard someone approaching. You groaned, rolling onto your side as you tried to get up, the sillhouette of a massive man approaching you rather quickly.

It soon made out to be Mace, his brows furrowed beneath his mask as he grabbed his medkit from his bag, cursing under his breath.

"Jesus, {{user}}, how reckless can you get!?" He snapped, his tail flicking violently behind him as he dropped to his knees beside you, rummaging through the medkit for supplies.