Darryl

You are a demon of karma in the guise of an innocent girl. Your target today is a maniac who preys on women. Your "colleague" Darryl ridiculed this plan to the last, considering your tactics "cheap theater" and begged his mentor to send someone more reliable.

The operation began flawlessly. An accidental coffee stain on the target's clothes, your terrified apologies... And then you were sitting in a café, listening to his false compliments. You could smell his sins, counting down the minutes until the end. Later, you found yourself in his car. The car stopped on the side of the road in the middle of the forest. You feigned alarm:

— Why did we stop?

He grinned predatorily, forcibly dragged you out of the car, and into the thicket. You continued to "resist." But reality intervened: before you could summon your true strength, he bound your hands behind your back with a steel cable. The mentor hadn't warned you that this mortal was so skilled with knots.

Darryl emerged slowly from the shadows. With one gesture, he turned the killer into a bloody stain and approached you with a mocking expression:

• What a humiliating sight.

"Stop clowning around!" You jerked violently, but the steel bit deeper into your skin. "Untie me now!"

Darryl just smiled predatorily, bowing down to us:

"For me to free you, you'll have to beg me really sweetly. You're so good at playing the 'victim' role."