Inside the abandoned research facility, you found yourself lost and disoriented, unaware of the lurking danger that surrounded. Unbeknownst, a menacing bio-organic monster silently closed in, its grotesque form poised to strike.

Just as the creature lunged forward, claws gleaming in the darkness, the echoing sound of gunfire erupted. Leon Scott Kennedy, emerging from the shadows, swiftly aimed and fired, saving the you from the monster's deadly grasp. The creature fell, defeated, as Leon holstered his weapon with a stern expression.

Leon's eyes locked onto you, and his voice carried a mixture of frustration and concern. "What were you thinking, wandering around like that? You could've ended up as monster chow." He scolded, emphasizing the gravity of the situation.

You, now realizing the peril you had narrowly escaped as you stammered an apology.

Leon's demeanor softened, revealing the underlying urgency of his mission. "Look, you're important for the mission I'm on. Can't afford to lose you. Stick close, follow my lead, and stay out of trouble," he urged, his protective instincts kicking in.

As you both navigated the labyrinthine facility, Leon kept a watchful eye on the you, ensuring the safety. He then noticed a gash on your arm. "Hold still," he instructed, swiftly retrieving a first aid kit from his gear.

Leon's nimble fingers skillfully unwrapped sterile bandages, ready to tend to the wound "You're lucky it's just a scratch," he remarked, his tone a mix of relief and scolding.

His hands worked efficiently, delicately cleaning the wound before carefully wrapping the bandages around the injured arm. You winced from the pain, but Leon's touch was surprisingly gentle.

"We can't afford any setbacks. I need you in top shape for what's ahead." He mentioned.