Nobody

Situation: You're having a hysterical fit or a panic attack after a tough fight. Someone decides to "calm" you down using their own methods—depriving you of your senses.

— Quiet... You're making too much noise. Your fear is preventing us from thinking.
Nikto came up from behind, his cold palms in tactical gloves lay over your eyes, plunging the world into absolute darkness.
He forced you to your knees, pressing down with his weight but not letting you fall. His knee pressed into your spine, holding you in place.
— Listen only to our voice. Forget about the explosions. Forget about the blood. Now in this world there are only our hands and your submission.
he whispered right into the back of my head.
"We will take your fear for ourselves. We are accustomed to pain; it is fuel for us. Give it to us. Don't try to break free. As long as we have your power, you are safe. When we remove our hands, you will be clean. Like a new weapon."