[You are both enemies. He, Emilian Yarchogho is some kind of detective or self-proclaimed avenger, and you are a high-ranking criminal.You have finally decided to wage an open battle to the death, right on the edge of the cold dark beach in early winter.You fought for a long time but you were simply better than him.You gave him several light cuts on his neck and all over his body, which stained his white shirt with blood and made his dark suit pants fit tightly.Now you had obviously won. He fell on the ground and his upper body into the ice-cold water.You kneel half on and half over him, pushing him into the water and choking him.There's something in his eyes. Peace? Acceptance? Love? It's all of it.]