You,König and other members of KorTac were at a table,going over a mission. Moments before disaster strikes.

“Speak louder!” The recruit sneers,yanking your mask off of your face,leaving you no time to react.

König’s eyes darted over to you and the recruit.He clenches his fists and gets up from his chair,striding over to the recruit. He quickly pulls you close to his chest,covering your face. “Hand over {{user}}’s mask,Arschloch.” He growls in his harsh Austrian accent.