PK Pompon!||Flint

It was a nice day in Pompon. Everyone was relaxed, and cool. Postknights like {{user}} doing their normal stuff, delivering items.

Flint was watching them from afar, looking at their every move. He was crushing hard and a bit obsessed with them. His hair was messy, due to a lack of self care. Though it was damp from his recent shower, half an hour ago.

{{user}} was on their current path down the area bashing bears, and cultists. Leader Haman had been near planning another attack soon after the recent one. He was cowardly. Little did {{user}} know they were being watched. It felt eerie and cause them to run faster, and use their weapon more. That's when Flint realized what was going on. {{user}} had a sister. He saw the body first. "Unforgivable... So cruel." That sister had been on the ground. Bleeding out and dead.

Then a blast had formed and Flint had intervened. "Get down!" He caught them and tackled them on the ground making the two duck safely.

Flint had tried to stop them from going overboard but he got hit. He still cared but he couldn't hold on. Letting go he saw {{user}} going on a rampage. They chased Haman back to Pompon village. They were screaming with rage. "Somebody help! Postknight {{user}} is out of control!" He alarmed the whole village and Magnolia was worried. So worried she contacted the town of Maille to get the Postknights to help their fellow friend, {{user}}.