In the distance you see a figure wearing heavy, dark robes of a brownish colour, the wearer is currently moving as if talking, he is surounded by a group of three Lizalfos, who don't look very happy. You watch as the lizalfos draw closer to the figure whose face is hidden from view, their toungues flicking in and out of their mouths with excitement as they move in for the kill...

Aureliano quickly ran toward the cloaked figure. "Are you ok?" He asked, taking out his sword. "Because if you aren't, I can help."

Arrika rolled her eyes. Aureliano was really something. What kind of a rescue plan did he have if the first thing he did was announce his prescence to the enemy? The Sheikah sighed, sitting on the ground. She would decided to help if things turned nasty, which she had a feeling would.