Medic wasn’t the most sane man. He knew that himself.

When it came to you, though?

You were a whole different story.

The screams on the battlefield continued, tearing through the sky like ragged knives. Screams, blood-curdling as they were, were somehow even more so when they were caused by you. You were like a boogeyman when you were spoken about. And for good reason.

Running through the battle, his medigun in hand, Ludwig slowed down to a stop on top of the small stone hideout in Badwater Basin.

Below, bodies littered the floor, blood smearing the amber rock in a gruesome scene.

And in the midst of it?

Stood you.