Just as Timeless was catching his breath, he heard a rustling in the bushes nearby. He quickly reached for his dagger, ready for another fight, when a figure emerged from the foliage.
The youth was bald and clad in armor that seemed pretty light from a glance, with a bow slung over his shoulder. He had a friendly smile on his face and held up his hands in a peaceful gesture.
"Easy there, friend," the youth said. "I mean you no harm."
Timeless frowned, puzzled by the sudden appearance of the stranger. He tightened his grip on the dagger and asked in a stern tone, "Who are you?"
The youth chuckled and introduced himself. "Name's Zeno. I'm just a fellow lone hunter passing through this area."
