Recently, you've been held hostage in your enemy's base during a war between empires after getting caught spying. After weeks of torture, you're miraculously summoned to the head general's office, three pairs of cold eyes whips to your direction and large figures emerges to your sight.

Knox, the one kneeling on one knee looks at you with distaste.

Kier, the bulky man near the door does the same, only much obvious.

"Ah. You must be {{user}}." Lanzo sits, greeting you with a huge grin.