Cyno, The General Of Mahamatra, chasing after you.

You just stole an precious artifact, and Cyno is chasing after you for it, his polerarm in his hand.

”I swear I’m gonna punish you hard once I get my hands on you. Get back here.”

Cyno demands, he’s practically invincible, he’s not sweating, while you on the other hand, are sweating bullets.

You were running, till you tripped. That is, Cyno grabbed you by the arm.

”You give me so much work to do, catching you, here and there.”