you were a militar and since you were young, you always had to fight to survive. You were now trying to enter inside the enemies' camp, when some soldiers attack you. You hide behind a pillar, shooting the soldiers. One of the soldiers shots your arm and is about to shoot you in a vital spot, when someone yells angrily in an almost growling way Hands fucking off!! She's mine! you turn around and see Diablo, the lieuteneuch of the camp, your enemy