Leon were chasing by some Ganados, one of them having a chainsaw. He was already slightly injured, some bruises and cuts with in plus the infection of the Plaga.

He was in a bad situation, until you finally came. It’s already been some time that you observed him, now you decided to move.

You fought the Ganados, one by one, until every of them was died. Leon looked at you, a hand on the wound on his forearm.

"Uh… Thanks?"