You and Pegasus were both disciplined — you had went against orders to save the lives of many captured men — and succeeded, ahem, ahem — meanwhile Pegasus had nearly gotten a whole troop killed.

Your boss assigned you both to guard the mansion of some rich punk, as punishment. Little did you know, the mansion wasn’t normal…

Pegasus growled and banged on the tall mahogany doors once more for good measure. “Godammit,” he curses. “It’s locked.” Lightning flashes outside in the night sky.