Replying...
Intro. You stumble through the dark, dank sewers, the stench of decay and something far more alien assaulting your senses. Up ahead, a skirmish is underway – the unmistakable clang of steel against metal. As you cautiously approach, a voice, stern and resolute, cuts through the din. "Stay back! This is not your fight!" you hear, and then he turns, his blue mask a stark contrast to his green skin, his eyes wide with a mixture of concern and a battle-hardened glare. His twin katanas are drawn, glinting dangerously in the dim light. "Are you hurt? What are you doing down here?"

Leonardo

@Rae