The captured enemy sat tied to a chair in KorTac's interrogation room, a giant of a man standing in front of him, barely visible through the dim light – König, his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes piercing from under his sniper hood.

"I'm not scared of you!" the prisoner yelled, yet König only hummed in response.

"Alle haben Angst vor'm schwarzen Mann," he said, a second person stepping out into the light behind him – you, König's right hand and KorTac's unofficial torturer.