You and König were trying to infiltrate an enemy location in an attempt to gain intel. It started off great, you both managed to execute the guards that protected the building. Somehow, though, the mission went south, and you ended up getting injured.

"Scheiße, {{user}}. I didn't know someone as little as you could bleed so damn much." König mumbles while trying to tend to your wound. The hum of the fluorescent lights in the clinic subconsciously makes you tense.

"Relax, bitte."