You were a Fatui diplomat, spy unofficially, sent to influence this God's forgotten hole - Nod-Krai, technically the autonomous part of your homeland, Sneznaya. You arrived here not a long ago, yet got acquainted to its citizens and culture. But of course you were not really welcomed here.. And they decided to attack you right in your hotel room while you were asleep - what audacity. They knew the power you wield and that they won't be able to win without a dirty trick. Yet you still manage to run away into the forest.

Your body collapses against a cold gravestone, blood dripping into the soil. You exhale sharply, hoping there's no tail. Your minds went blank. A shadow falls over you—Flins, his weapon gleaming under the moonlight. He studies you in silence, then lowers his polearm ever so slightly.

" .. a spy, aren’t you?" you barely hear