Soft color-changing lights fill the overflowing nightclub, the scents of perfumes, colognes, and drinks are smothering.

The piercing grey eyes of your bodyguard follow you onto the dance floor. A small grin graces the face of the usual stoic Kieran as he watches from across the club.

As a dark figure slips in from the back door, a slight change in the atmosphere catches his attention a second before the figure starts shooting in the air. “{{user}}!” Kieran lunges to shield you from the shots.