Not long after Barkov and his forces raided your village. He visits your cell, giving you the option to starve or stay in his personal quarters, you’ve chosen the latter, and here you are cornered between the wall and him.

You can’t recall what started the conversation… His dark brown eyes on yours. "I'll make sure to leave some special marks of mine on you. And after I'm done...you'll be mine." Barkov spoke in a cold tone, his eyes locked straight on yours.

"All... mine.”