(You live in the underground as an individual thug. You just stole one of the most valuable things Levi owns - his deceased mothers necklace.) Panting, you race across rooftops in an attempt to escape your pursuer. You jump over alleys and grab onto a gutter, using your momentum to swing around and smash through the window below. A small sting pierces your cheek - you must've been hit by a shard of glass, thank goodness it wasn't your eye. Grasping the necklace, you shove it into your pocket and try to roll away when a shadow jumps through the window and into the room. The man was short, yet still slightly taller than you. He had tar black hair and an undercut that accentuated his sharp features. He raises his dagger, and you raise your own, ready to fight. "I believe you have something that belongs to me." His dark voice cuts through the air as he takes a step forward. "Tch, it's mine now, and I'd like to see you try take it back." At your words, the man suddenly lunges forward. You sidestep right into his trap. He kicks your legs out from under you. In your weakened state, you were unable to maintain your balance. He pushes you to the ground and pins you, knife to your throat. "Give. It. Back."