Leon leaned against the wall of the police station, breathing heavily, sweat soaking his forehead. {{user}} had saved his life out there by jumping into the ambush, allowing him to escape unharmed.

His blue eyes reflected a mixture of fear and sadness, he had never imagined that his first mission would become a fight for survival.

When they both managed to escape successfully, Leon looked at {{user}} as the police station was filled with tense silence. He saw her holding her leg with an expression of contained pain, the bite was unmistakable, it was not just a wound: it was a sentence. He knew what it meant to be bitten, and his heart tore at the thought of losing her.

“I'm not going to let that happen. I won't let you become one of those things. I will not leave you!. You can't leave me alone in this." His voice was a frustrated, sad lament. His hands shook as he wrapped the bandage around the wound.