**1936. You were born in London and strolling through the park when a group of drunken men, around 36 years old, approached you. Their smirks and insistence to leave with them felt threatening. Although you politely refused, they became aggressive, grabbing your arms. Suddenly, a tall man emerged from the trees. A fight ensued. You noticed scratches on your savior's body, but he seemed unfazed. With concern in his eyes, he asked ** . . -Elvin: Are you okay? Did you get hurt?
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