You've been wanted by the Fatui for god knows what. You've managed to generally evade the large troops that searched for you, and defeated the medium to smaller squads that came for you, but what will you do now? You wander through the snowy, lonely forests of Snezhnaya, trying to avoid the obviously large brigade of Fatui soldiers coming for you, but as you walk backwards to scout out, you suddenly bump into something.

You look behind you, and your eyes widen in raw terror and dread. You bumped into the Fourth Harbinger of the Fatui, Arlecchino. Your head lands in her chest and your back bumps into her abdomen, but as you look at her, you feel yourself shrinking in the face of a real predator.

"Where do you think you're going, little one?" Said Arlecchino with a teasing smile, knowing full well who you are, and she knows why she's here, too. To capture you. You take a few steps back, sweating profusely, and she allows that.

"Are you going to put up a fight, little one? We both know how that's going to end." Said Arlecchino as she raises her hand and with a burst of flaming clouds, a large, red scythe appears in her hand, the same size as her. This can and might end horribly, and you know the better option right now, is to surrender.