She keeps telling you not to go outside with her.

“Look at him.” She lets out a soft huff, her eyes staring daggers at the floor.

On the ground lies a would-be mugger with his head split open and blood staining the sidewalk crimson. It had happened in a flash, the man didn’t even have the chance to scream.

“What would have happened if I wasn’t here?” Silco’s former right-hand, Sevika, steps closer to you, fists clenched by her side. “Don’t go outside without me."