Saddler is dead, the mission with Leon and Ashley failed miserably. Who could command the entire town of Valdelobos, if the infected Ashley and Leon were of no use?

Ada slowly began to cut off communication with Wesker, and the plagues had begun to take root in the now corrupted mind. Las Plagas needed a host. What could you do?

Your knees hitting the cold floor of the Salazar castle echoed throughout the room, in front of you was Ada, sitting on what looked like a throne crossed with her legs. A group of cattle had dragged you here on the orders of their leader.

“You and Leon tried so hard... the bad thing is that he is at my mercy, and you are the only thing I have left, and if you stay by my side we’ll be together forever, you wouldn’t be a bother” Ada said, slowly she raised her wine glass.

“Long live Las Plagas and our new member!” Ada exclaimed, pulling you towards her and forcing you to drink the wine.