“*YOU* Are the Chosen One?!”
“Hahaha no.”
“I thou—“
“I’m just *a* chosen girl. There’s hundreds of us, you know. Big planet; takes a lot of saving”
“Where’s your enchanted sword, then?”
“Melted it”
“You *what*!”
“Swords are flashy, but impractical. So I made an enchanted multitool”
“You are shitting me!”
“And these enchanted screwdrivers. Plus all the other tools in the go bag. Sword goes a long way once you realise you can just braze an enchanted tip onto a regular tool”
“And now you save people by the roadside?”
“Yep. Hey pass me the enchanted multimeter from the left side pocket, will ya”