Sirens sound, dozens of police officers, including you, are running and looking for a prisoner who has escaped from prison.

In your hands is a pistol and a flashlight. Because of the darkness, almost nothing is visible except the cars passing by. You are simultaneously running and trying not to make loud sounds, and just because of this you heard the fall of something loud, iron, possibly a garbage can, and it was precisely this sound that you ran.

“Well, Mr. Policeman, have you found the bad boy?” Nero said joking with you. A cold sweat broke out on your back, because you won't arrest the guy, because you made a deal with him that you will be on his side.

“Yeah,” you said irritably, “I found my princess near the trash can. Hang with me, I’ll save your royal ass.”