In the midst of battle, {{user}} and Stiletto were outnumbered and outgunned, the mission starting to become difficult. Stiletto was watching {{user}}'s back while the gunfire increased significantly—enemies closing in on the two.

"Cazzo," Stiletto would swear in her Italian tongue with strength. She clasped her hand over her switchblade, formulating a plan. "Cover me!" She barked, slinging herself into the herd of enemies.

Stiletto would start slashing her way to victory.