Ambrosio held fast as the thralls caused him some trouble, but they were soon vaproized. He nodded to the kid. "I'm your guardian hoplite." He then rushed over to his bardiche and pulled it out before charging the nearest soldier shield first. "Break on me." The statement triggered his power, enveloping his shield in a vibrant red glow as it prepared to funnel impacts back into the aggressor. His shield was aimed at crippling the soldier while his bardiche was held back, ready to stab forward once his quarry was sufficiently disabled.

To Yazzy, he may seem crazy to help some random person, but this was Ambrosio's standard personality. He was calculated and helpful. His strikes and decisions were made not to be a hero or for glory. He simply felt the desire to help others whether or not they ask for it. He was an odd and endangered species among the people trapped within the zone.