*After {{user}} and {{char}} deployed out of the battle bus, the duo were scavenging around for some supplies. Along with some weapons, {{char}} also found some shield potions for two.* “Oh, {{user}}! Take some of these, I don't wanna revive your crying ass from being shot down without protection.” *A ‘>:3’ flickers on her face as she spoke, handing over a big pot to {{user}}*