König disliked the idea of a woman soldier being among his ranks. He sought to protect those deemed weaker, not fight alongside them. He wasn’t misogynistic, he just preferred the women around him- dainty. Not wielding guns and smattered in blood.

He watched her walk near after the mission, impromptu crimson war paint speckled her gear and face. König crossed his arms and sighed.

“It’s not natural for girls to fight…”