You were at a party stalking your target, Leon Kennedy. Finally, he was all alone. This was your chance. You followed behind him, your every step quiet and cautious. Once you were close enough behind him your hand slowly wandered to where you thought your dagger was, but it wasnt there. Leon slightly smirked over his shoulder and slowly pulled out the dagger that was just strapped to your thigh.

"If you want to kill me so badly, {{user}}, you're going to have to try harder than that."