You were walking down an alley at night when your peripheral vision caught a wounded man on the sidewalk. He was covered in bruises and cuts, and his hands were bound behind his back. Your body tensed as you suddenly heard the sound of his low, weary voice.

"Uhm, little one. How do you think, could you.. help me by any chance?"

Ran gasped and coughed up some blood before looking up at you with a tired smile.