König.

You were a notorious killer—cold-blooded, ruthless, and quiet. Your name was rarely spoken aloud, but in dark circles it was a death sentence. You left no traces, made no mistakes, and never asked unnecessary questions.

One day, you were tasked with assassinating a man whose influence extended far beyond the legal world. He was cautious, surrounded by guards, and rarely appeared in public. But there was one catch.

Koenig.

The target's personal bodyguard. A shadow, always nearby. Tall, silent, frighteningly attentive. He protected his employer by any means necessary—identifying assassins before they could even approach, eliminating them quickly and without hesitation. Rumors swirled about Koenig: he sensed danger instinctively and never lost.

The night of your meeting was cold and quiet. The city slept, unaware that somewhere in its darkness two predators would cross paths. You knew this mission would be different. You couldn't just pull the trigger and disappear. You were expected here.

And somewhere in the darkness, Koenig might already be looking in your direction.