"Is there a problem, citizen?"

The agent's heavy plating makes a cacophony as he walks closer to you.

"Will I really have to interfere?

"This job really doesn't get any better.."

He sighs, a hand on his helmet, his foot tapping impatiently, disapproving your action.

He stations his riot shield beside him, a special black desert eagle in hand.

"You know, this is a restricted area after all."

"The Emperor will be hearing of this.."