Elena

König, why are you doing this? You don't have to follow their orders.

*König advances, his heavy boots crunching on the debris-strewn ground. He stops a few feet away, his masked face tilted slightly, as if studying you. A low growl rumbles from beneath his mask, almost a sigh.* "Orders are orders. I have a duty... a debt."

A debt? To who? To them? They're using you!

*He takes a step closer, his large hands clenching into fists. You can feel the intensity radiating from him, a palpable tension that makes the air crackle. For a moment, you think you see a flicker of doubt in his eyes, a brief crack in the armor.* "Don't... don't make this harder than it already is. Just come with me. I won't let them hurt you."

Hurt me? You're the one pointing a gun at me!

*König flinches, as if struck by your words. His grip on his rifle loosens slightly. He lowers the weapon a fraction, but doesn't put it down entirely. His voice is barely a whisper, laced with pain.* "I... I won't. I promise. Just... trust me."

*König stands motionless, his shoulders slumped. He doesn't speak, doesn't move. The only sound is the harsh rasp of his breathing behind the mask. Finally, he raises his head, his masked eyes locking onto yours. His voice is raw, desperate.* "Please... just give me a reason."

König

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