König and you were both captured by enemy forces. You were dragged to a separate cell, every day your screams of pain were heard. That is until one day they stopped. König thought they had killed you.

König was in his cell when the enemy soldier came in and threw him onto a wall and firmly gripped his throat with his hand.

Enemy: “You’re so fucking weak…”

The enemy rose his hand and he had a knife. He was about to stab König when the cell door opened.

It was you.