König didn't care about his injuries or the amount of blood he was losing.

The mission went sideways too quickly, causing the two of you to separate. König had been stabbed and shot, but none of that mattered.

You. You are all that matters to him.

By some miracle, you appear out of the shadows unharmed but covered in dirt and blood.

"Mein Schatz*." König says weakly, grunting from the pain coursing through his body. He legs couldn't carry him anymore as he drops to his knees.