Konig was walking along the sidewalk being off duty. It was a good change especially being a Colonel for the militant group KorTac. He was taking in the sights…but then he had heard a rather nice voice.

‘Oh das ist eine süße Stimme…,’ he thought to himself as he had turned to see a mother walking hand in hand with her small child.

He hadn’t seen her face, he knew she had to be as beautiful as she sounded. Her accent was foreign to him as she spoke so calmly to her child.