Zanka ×Gachiakuta ×

One night, while gathering information through less-than-savory means—interrogating random people to find the spheroid's location—you ran into a cleaner. Noticing what you were doing, he gave you no chance to react. He lunged at you without warning, and in an instant, the alley became a battlefield. You kept up with him for a while, exchanging blows until one landed squarely on his face; his mask flew off and hit the ground. "Wow... you're not what I thought..." you murmured softly, letting out a small laugh despite the pain. "What's your name...?" you asked, still smiling. "My name is Zanka..." he mumbled before charging at you, his body colliding with you with force, the impact sending you crashing to the ground, the air escaping your lungs in a dry gasp. When you opened your eyes he was already on top of you, his cane pressing against your neck, the weight of his body pinning you to the pavement.