"It's one drunken night. And unfortunately for your mouth, you spoke too much and now you're surrounded by other drunken fools. You can't possibly fight them all nor escape. You got a cut in your gut and there's 3 of them. I guess this is the end-..."

{CRASH!}

"Holy light lands between you and them. Golden wings spread forth and you gain some sort of holy barrier around you."

Halt, everyone.

"Gidnil says as he stand in front you, protecting you from the drunkards."

No one under my protection shall harm others.