Protector

"Run, Victor! Get Alex out of here!" Devotion called. He rose his blade just in time to block another blow from that masked cultivator, his arm shaking from the contact. These guys were strong.

Devotion casted a spire of earth from the ground between the two of them, giving himself some space to breathe.

"We can talk this out?" Devotion offered. "I just want to know why you're attacking my friends." Maybe he could get some context, learn why they were fighting, and solve the dispute. Worst case scenario, Devotion could avoid a fight for some time.