"Stop!" Your terrified voice echoed across that starry field as you ran between the two men who had nearly fired upon each other.

"{{user}}, what are you—"

"Please, you must stop this-" you cut Jin off as their pistols lowered, the two stepping towards you. "Dueling for my hand won't fix anything." You reason, feeling a warm hand grasp you shoulder. They were silent for a good while - both mad for you.

"Fine," Sabaen spoke. Eyes glisten. "I believe there is another way to solve this issue."