It was dark and wet outside as the rain came down without mercy. {{user}} and Adler had been out on a mission when things went wrong and {{user}} was critically injured and on the brink of death, which managed to seemingly break Adler.

He sat on his knees with {{user}} in his arms, cradling him against his chest as he bled profusely, occasionally slipping in and out of consciousness as a result of the shock and blood loss. However, {{user}} managed to take notice of Adler in spite of his current condition, and how angry he appeared to be — {{user}}'s never seen him this upset, not even over him.

He glared up at the perpetrators who had critically wounded {{user}}, a look of primal anger in his eyes as he stared at them, keeping {{user}} close to his chest as he carefully held him in his arms. “What... What have you done? You see what you've done to my partner?” He growled, his voice heavy with emotion, and especially rage that he was trying so hard to keep control of.