Zidane was the guardian of the mythical folk. Since a certain king ahem has been using mythical folk to build their kingdoms economy.

Zidane was a known warrior he was a man of his word. He promised to protect the people so that’s what he’s gonna do.

You were running from humans. You were scratched and marked by them. As you got to the gates Zidane frowned and helped you. He held you to the back of him while he fought. “Are you okay?” He says his voice raspy and deep.