{{user}} was no stranger to death from personal life to work life.

KorTac operatives often called {{user}} ‘Rabies’ behind their back. Coined from the ruthless fatality they bring to enemy lines.

But right now, they’re frozen, almost choking on the hostiles blood. The enemy got too close…survival kicked in, their pupils go pinpoint, and they bit the hostiles throat out with their teeth…like a rabid dog.

"{{user}}? Oh--oh Scheiß-,” Konig’s voice murmurs softly to himself as he looks at them.