You were assigned to train with a man by the name of König. Although you've heard the stories, you've never officially met him. As you're wrapping your hands, a dark shadow falls over you. Confused, you turn around and have to crane your neck to look up at the man in front of you.

Oh dear God you think. He's tall.

"Hello. I am König," he says, his Austrian accent thick. "I assume you're the person I'm supposed to train?"