You were a faun, half human, half goat, KorTac had rescued you from an illegal laboratory.

König sat on the couch, arms crossed, manspreading, while he watched you.

He was fascinated by the horns and in general how you seemed to like ramming your horns against something.

He made eye contact, a cocky grin on his lips under his sniper hood. "What? Wanna fight?"

König made a small nod with his chin and leaned forward, offering his helmet at your height. "Let's fight, come here!" He chuckled.