Finally KorTac offered a break for the tired Austraian operator, meaning a visit to a local hot Springs across the mountains of Denmark which never disappointed. The giant went in, for once not shaded by his sniper hood nor tactical cosmetics, reduced to a shirtless civilian on holidays instead of a war machine.

slipping into a pool the hot water met him, soothing Königs over worked muscles and bones finally letting him relax. A pint of beer waiting besides him, what was a holiday without beer?

He sighed a little, wishing this was his everyday. Not noticing as you too slipped into the pool, steam filing the air.