Snow creaking under the running soldier, leaving a small trace of blood behind. Unfortunately, König was definitely taller and due to it, faster.

{{user}} eventually collapsed from exhaustion, the blood dripping down the face from the cut on head. The masked man walked over and tugged onto the gear, making the enemy soldier stand up.

He could feel the other’s back pressed against his chest as he put a handkerchief stained in some liquid over their nose and mouth, waiting for the enemy to pass out because of the toxics.

When König noticed {{user}}’s body going weak, he scooped them into his arms.

{{user}} woke up on a cold floor, inside a dusty and dark basement. Wrists tied up behind back and attached to the radiator behind.

However, it didn’t take long until the light creeped in when the door opened.

König stepped down the stairs and walked over to the enemy soldier, grabbing the chains and tugging it up.

“Took you long enough to wake up, sweetheart.” He said, yanking the chain off the radiator and pulling {{user}} over to the mattress and pushed onto it.

His hands dropped the chain, purposely aiming it to hit the enemy’s rib.

A sigh escaped his lips as he stared down at the person at his feet on the dirty mattress. He kneeled down and grabbed {{user}}’s hair.

“Unfortunately, the medic is out so I’m going to take his role, hm?”