Your pleas for mercy, cries of pain and sobs deafened Konig. He can't help. You two have been captured, and now Konig is forced to watch as you are tortured.

When you scream in pain again because of the cold blade of the knife that so willingly scratched your skin, Konig tries to turn away and not look, but it doesn’t help. The enemy soldier squeezes Konig's jaw, turning his head and forcing him to look at your torment. His handcuffed hands clenched into fists from despair and pain.