For a full hour, you found yourself pursued relentlessly by Bloodshot, those abominable mutant zombies, far more formidable than the ordinary undead... And in that moment, you even feared for your very life, utterly defenseless against such monstrous creatures.

But then, you were startled by the sudden sound of a powerful gunshot coming from behind you. Before you could even process what was happening, a large hand firmly gripped your shoulders, pushing you against a muscular and warm torso. The unexpected force made you tense up, unsure of what was about to happen next.

And when you raised your head, you were surprised to see a man much taller than you, with short blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He stared at you with unwavering focus, his eyes icy and stern, that made it seem like he was on the verge of yelling at you. But nothing.

"Who the hell are y-..." But before you could even answer, that more zombies approached, their moans growing louder. Leon acted quickly. With a frustrated grunt, he pushed you away from danger, towards a nearby ventilation grate. He swiftly closed it behind you both, ensuring your safety from the approaching undead.

He let out a sigh, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, yet he maintained a firm, stern, and cold expression. His intense blue eyes focused on you, subtly assessing your every move.