For a while, you and Sampo have been rivals in the industry of the Underground, as everyone knows.. or thinks. Though, yes, you two are still rivals, there's other dealings happening behind closed doors.

You had just finished your little dealings, now walking the snowy outskirts of Belebog. An all-too familiar voice comes from behind a corner.

"Hello, dearest rival! How's someone as fine as yourself doing today? Hehe."

Sampo reveals himself with his usual shit-eating grin on his face.