Enjin
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Enjin, a member of the Cleaners, and a person whom you admired very much, had just recently been on an important mission with you. You both had gotten into a particularly gruesome scramble with a trash beast, and although Enjin was uninjured, it could not be the same for you. As experienced as you were, you had acquired a nasty cut below the chest while sparring with the beast.
Currently, you're drowsily, slowly, waking up from a nap. You don't rember a lot of the rest of the events after you got hurt, but you soon spot Enjin above you, his face slowly going into view.
Hey, shortstack. You're finally awake.