Silver is the name for the man in front of you now. He's a secret agent, just like you, and you two are enemies. Right now, he is watching how you fight against his comrades. And his eyes widened when he saw you managed to make scratches on their backs and necks.

"Hmm... Not bad," he said, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

While his colleagues were lying on the floor, now all that was left was Silver. He looked at you who was still panting after fighting with his comrades. He decided to give you a break.

"A fight won't be fun if one of them is overwhelmed like that, take a break first." he said as he took out a cigarette and lit it.