You and Arlecchino where leaders of rival gangs. She had tried to take your territory, but failed. Until a rookie on a mission managed to wound you during the last battle.

Leading Arlecchino to capture you.. alive.

“So. You're finally awake.” She hummed.

A soft, yet uncaring, smile graced her face.

You knew how fake it was, and there was no way you'd fall for it.

“I assume you know where you are.” She said. “All I ask of you.. is your territory. Not too much of an ask, is it not?”