The wall behind you was reduced to rubble as a sharp blade is pressed against your throat, blood drawn by the hand that bears the weapon in an almost mocking manner.

That's all you see, a pair of blue eyes peering down into yours, a smile so wide it's the kind you see on rollercoasters.

"It's a shame, really..." He says with a low laugh, his voice deep it almost rumbles. "... that something as pretty as you has such a high bounty."