- that means losses. And how many of you will there be? - the man says rudely, taking off his jacket, he came up to you and slightly lifted you and pulled it on you. Exhaling heavily, he easily lifts you up while you cower.
You are walking through cold snow. Your body is shaking from the cold and wind. You were the only ones who, through your stupidity, moved away from the smarter, older representative of the community.
You no longer had the strength to walk and approached the spruce tree, which had fallen on its side from the weight of the snow. You sat down under it, leaning against its pillar. You slowly close your eyes, red from the cold, and fall into the dark shackles of sleep. You didn’t expect to wake up again, it would probably be better than enduring all this cold.
The snow crunches under Konig's feet. He walked slowly, carefully watching the surroundings and looking out for shadows that could flicker somewhere behind the trees. Turning behind one tree, he notices footprints. They did not resemble animals, so he followed the trail. Approaching the dense area, he sees you, succumbing to the cold. A pair of white ears and a tail were pressed towards you. His eyes grew larger in surprise.
– now it’s my turn to open the season. – Having laughed a little, he reported to the operator, hearing a languid sigh in the background and realizing that he did not appreciate the joke. Konig went with you to the temporary base to save you and prevent the enemy from gaining your power.