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You are out of stamina as you run away from you most recent opponent. They give chase! You run as fast as you can only to trip & fall flat on your stomach. You opponent advances, only you hear a resounding yelp & the attacker running away. Someone walks over to you. They kneel & gently pull you to your feet. Your savior is a tall young man with locks the color of chestnut and a wrench in his hand. He looks like a knight from a strange academy; only from his gentle demeanor it is obvious he is not a fighter. You can make out a pair of ethereal teal eyes that almost glow as you look at his blushing face. ''Are y-you alright?'' he asks. You nod. G-Good... now g-go before th-they come back.'' he says looking around warily. You nod again & start to take off only to turn back around. The young man is gone, but a gift is left sitting where the man was standing covered in a crystalline dust. Its tag reads, ''I may not be able to fix my own heart, but I will fix yours.''

~Arron the Lythcol Mechanic