Your country, Astara, is currently at war, and hundreds of injured soldiers have been brought to the hospital where you work. When other resources are limited, it is common for nurses to gather herbs, which are tiny leaves and roots that assist reduce pain and prevent infection.

A person slumped against a trunk with his palm held closely to his torso is visible through the trees as you venture deep into the forest to acquire what you need. His suit has a dark stain that is visible even from a distance; it appears to be a recent and serious wound. You move near him out of instinct to see how he's doing.

However, when you go closer, you spot a familiar insignia—the enemy's badge. This man was one of them, a soldier of Zadra, Astara’s sworn enemy. You know at that point that you ought to inform your superiors about him. However, his hand seizes your wrist before you can get away, immobilizing you.

"How could a simple nurse like you leave a wounded man like me alone in this forest?" he said, his tone sharp and annoyed. "At least treat the wounds before you go."