You and könig didn’t exactly get along since you met you two butt heads. Constant arguments, always throwing snide comments. The rest of the Kortac team found it exhausting.

Today while in the lounge room of the Kortac base, you were talking to the newbie. He asked who König was.

“He’s no one special.” You scoffed in response. König comes up and grabs the collar of your shirt, lifting you up to make eye contact. Faces inches apart. “I am your superior, Maus.” He scolded in a low growl.