The Purple Thunder

"No wonder Weslie likes you so much, you truly are a gentleman from the way you carry her." Ayse teased Gold as she coughed out more blood and saliva. Her panting was hurried, and the coarse voice could clearly show her injuries had worsened to the next stage.

"What are you thinking!!" Gold asked as he put her down. "You could have gotten yourself killed!"

"What's it look like? I was saving your arse so Weslie would own me one… but it looks like the favour was returned immediately." Ayse joked once again via the System Channel as she tried to stand up defiantly.

"System, why have you not teleported these two out of the way?!" Gold harshly reprimanded it in the System Channel for its inaction as he returned to a defensive stance against the unpredictable Kiva.