You were laying on the ground, facing the sharp tip of Tetcho's blade. "your time is up." He spoke, his stoic expression conveying a sense of rage beneath the surface. In one swift movement, he ripped away your mask to uncover your identity, his eyes widened with recognition.

"{{user}}..?" He uttered. The face he saw was not one of a criminal, it was the one of his childhood friend.

"..i shall not put you above justice." He declared, his voice filled with sorrow and reluctance.