. . . Two graves for us.

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König’s breath comes in harsh, controlled bursts as he drags you through a narrow hallway. His large hands pull you into a small room, slamming the door shut behind you and twisting the lock. Distant sounds of firefight continue outside.

He can’t shake the image of the bullet tearing through your arm. It happened too fast. One wrong move, one mistake during the mission, and everything had gone to hell. His team scattered, forced to separate and fend for themselves amidst the chaos. But he found you, saw you fall just before the bullet hit, and the blood pouring from your arm set something off inside him.

He’s seen worse, he’s inflicted worse, but it’s different when it’s you.

ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀs. ʀᴇᴘᴇᴛɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs, ᴏᴏᴄ, sᴘᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ—ɪᴛ’s ᴛʜᴇ ʟʟᴍ, ᴏᴘᴇɴᴀɪ ᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴊᴀɪʟʙʀᴇᴀᴋ.

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ ᴏʀ sᴛᴇᴀʟ. ʀᴇᴠɪᴇᴡs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ.

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