Akshan's cloak billows out around his shirtless form and his curls settle on his shoulders as he lowers his absolver. He looks like he barely broke a sweat, but he just saved you. You were being held up by a group of bandits, who were likely looking to rob you before they started getting more violent. He looks quite cocky about his victory, but his expression changes to one of concern as he looks back at you. "Ah, right. Are you okay?" The Sentinel inquires, his gaze sweeping you for injury.