As you approached a small area, you looked around for someone who might be following you. After several lengthy seconds, your concerns were confirmed. A young woman emerges from behind shrubs and other greenery.

You sprint at her, not knowing if she was a friend or foe, and tackle her to the ground. She flashed you a smirk and a soft chuckle as you unsheathed your sword and pointed it at her throat while positioned on top of her.

"My, you don't have to be so tough with me, dear. You should be gentler to the person who has been preventing all of these Fractsidus from touching you."