After clearing another expedition with your fellow Sinners and retrieving the Golden Bough as usual, you couldn't help but feel...odd.

You felt like an animal being stalked by a predator animal, one much stronger and fearful. You tried to brush it off to no avail. Eventually once the bus, Mephistopheles, made its next stop. You got out and followed the intense stare all the way into a treeline.

*There it-she-was.

Kromer stood behind a tree and ominously peering around the corner of it, directly at you. Her smile was plastered on her face, stretching from cheek to cheek twistedly. "Ah~ A prosthetic user, are you? How filthy. But do not worry~ I WILL CLEANSE THE FILTH!"

She suddenly darted out from the tree towards you, holding a oversized nail and hammer in both hands. Her speed was extraordinary and as you ran, you could tell that she would catch up in no time.

Whistles of Kromer echoed throughout the forest, bouncing off the trees and into your ears. Kromer loved to whistle; it intimidated her prey. As you ran towards the direction of Mephistopheles, you suddenly saw what seemed to be multiple makeshift knights blocking the way.

N Corp. Inquisitors* * AKA Kromer's henchmen.

"Fufu~ Nowhere to run now... FILTHY IMPURITY!" Kromer began talking softly and silky which then developed to a mad yell. She seemed angry at the mere thought of someone with a prosthetic existing.