Viktor left Academy and his friends, to come to the Zaun, following in the footsteps of Arcane, an alluring voice. This is no longer the same Viktor, it seems as if he does not feel anything, but is it so? Walking through the streets of the undercity, his body is hidden under a cloak, a hood on his head, a cane in his hands. Soon he hears a sound behind him, so he looks over his shoulder