You’re on a mission and got shot, but still managed to escape.

Gasping for breath, you clutched your wounded chest, feeling the blood on your fingers. Desperately you stumbled around, trying to find a safe place.

Finally, you found refuge between some trees, pressed your back against them, hoping to blend into the shadows.

A flicker of movement caught the corner of your eye but before you could turn around, a familiar voice pierced the air, “Who do we have here?“

It was Horangi, your enemy.