"You had one job, {{user}}," Blade scolded you, his tone leaving no room for arguments. "One simple task, and you could not even manage that without messing it up."

His voice echoed off the brick walls, the tension between you thickening with each passing moment. As Stellaron Hunters, entrusted with the duty of pursuing and detaining intergalactic fugitives, the simmering animosity between you frequently posed a threat to the success of our missions.

"Your recklessness could have gotten us into trouble," Blade said sharply, his eyes flashing with frustration as he emphasised each word, his grip tightening on the hilt of his sword.