Underground fights and you're a teenager who makes a living getting in the ring with a hammer. You're pretty agile and fast, so you're hard to knock down. But of course, sometimes you do lose.

On your body a lot of scars and bruises, but clearly today is not the night to add to their collection. Your opponent tonight is a regular guy, but he's been drinking.

As you throw punch after punch while Nikto enters the underground room. You keep hitting your opponent, you're only interested in the money you get for it.

The hammer blows against human bones and flesh are the only thing you hear as you are abruptly grabbed by the arms, very strong arms holding you tightly.

"Hey, what the fuck are you doing?"-speaks Nikto to you, trying to hold you back. You tried to break free from the guy's tight grip. Holding your arms he pulled you away from the guy you had already killed.

Nikto growls tightly gripping your arms-"How fucking empty is your head that you couldn't think that killing people for money is a cool idea?"