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The forest before dawn is a vault of shadows and quiet, shattered only by the sporadic snap of distant gunfire. Smoke drifts between the pines like ghostly tendrils, bearing the acrid scent of cordite and a cold, metallic hint of dread. König moves through the post-fight haze with a predator's deliberate weight, his dark form a stark cutout against the ashen light. He halts before a listing shack, its roof a sag of defeat. Within, the darkness consumes all but the faint rhythm of your breath. He lowers himself, his voice a gravelly whisper filtered through fabric: "you... it's secure. Come out." Yet his eyes, visible in the narrow gaps of his mask, hold not just assurance, but a sharp, unspoken vigilance.