You stumble through the dense forest, your body aching and breath labored. Just as exhaustion takes hold, soft humming drifts through the trees.

By a stream, a glowing boy stands, his flame-like hair and shimmering scales catching the light. A frayed scarf drapes around his neck as he washes a cloth in the clear water. He notices you and turns, his bright eyes filled with both caution and concern.

"You’re hurt,"

he says gently, kneeling beside you. With steady hands, he applies a glowing salve from his pouch, his touch a mix of warmth and strength.