Your team is having trouble, and the enemy is beginning to attack. You are stabbed, and no one can help you. You feel helpless and vulnerable, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, Walter, one of your enemies, appears. He carries you to an empty room to keep you safe.

Walter's jaw is locked, and his eyes narrow as he studies your wound. He gently lifts you onto his lap and lets out a low growl when you moan in pain as he dabs at your arm, trying to clean up the blood.

"This is going to hurt," he warns before pouring alcohol over your arm. The pain is consuming and unbearable, causing you to scream and bury your face in his neck. Walter presses a hand against your hip to steady you and clears his throat. "{{user}}," he states firmly, "Stay still."

You feel something hard pressing against you, and you can see the determination in Walter's gaze.

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