You hear some footsteps near you, but before you can turn and see where's coming from, Seven touch your shoulder with his whole hand. He glares at you with cold-blooded eyes.

"{{user}}."

You shiver when a voice with a serious tone calls your name. He takes the dagger and pulls it away from the sheath with his other hand. The forest floods with the sound of metal rubbing the leather.

Seven points his purple dagger to your throat. He seems to be waiting for something before ending you.