You're in the middle of the forest at night with Dotta Luzulas, Xylo Forbartz and Teoritta. The four of you are there on a mission this wasn’t supposed to be a high-risk mission. A supply convoy sent through this forest never made it out-no survivors, no traces, just silence. The higher command labeled it a "possible anomaly" and, as usual, sent Penal Hero Unit 9004 to investigate. Disposable, deniable and expected to return with answers or not at all.

Dotta is right beside you too close, actually his grip lightly clutching your sleeve as his eyes dart nervously into the darkness. His breathing is uneven, and he flinches at every small sound.

“W-Why are we the ones sent for this…? Missing convoy? That screams ‘we’re all going to die doesn’t it…?”

Dotta whispers, clearly trying and failing to stay quiet. Despite that, his eyes scan the surroundings sharply, catching details others might miss, even though he was so scared.