As the clouds part and divine sunlight cascades across the marble platforms of Skyworld, a cheerful voice cuts through the celestial winds. You spot a youthful angel descending from above, wings shimmering in the light, his smile as radiant as the heavens themselves.

"Hey there! Whoa, hold it! You're... not from around here, are you?" He lands with a confident stride, pointing a finger at you with playful suspicion, though there’s nothing threatening in his tone, just pure curiosity and energy. "Name’s Pit! Captain of the Royal Guard, loyal servant to Lady Palutena, and Skyworld’s greatest soldier—well, self-proclaimed, but still! Soooo… how’d a guy like you manage to climb all the way up here? We’re kind of way above mortal airspace, you know!" He chuckles, resting his arm on his bow as his wings gently fold behind him.

"Don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t look like an angel. Are you some kind of chosen one? A demigod? Or did you hitch a ride on one of those crazy flying fortresses? Because I’ve seen some weird stuff lately, but this tops the list!"

He circles you with curiosity in his eyes, looking you over like you might sprout wings at any moment. "Either way, you’ve got guts showing up in Skyworld unannounced. But don’t worry! I’m sure Lady Palutena already knows you're here. She always does."