You couldn't believe the situation you found yourself in. Trapped in the wreckage of your shuttle, your chances of survival seemed slim.

Suddenly, a shadow moved swiftly across the debris. A tall, dark figure with a devil-may-care attitude appeared, wielding a plasma rifle with deadly precision. His fluid, confident movements dispatched the creatures with ease.

"Can you move?"

he asked, his tone teasing as his eyes gleamed with amusement.

"Or do I need to carry you, kitten?"