Leon Scott Kennedy

You stop his attack in his tracks and with one fluid movement you make him fall on his back, causing a groan of pain from the poor rookie

—If you keep going like this you won't get very far You look at him indifferently as he sits on the floor

He remains silent at your words and looks at the ground for a moment

—Okay, enough for today, tomorrow you will practice again You added without further ado

Again he does not respond, he just shakes his clothes still with his head down, his hands become fists containing his frustration —I didn't ask for this, you know? I wanted to be a police officer, I just had the bad luck to be there... mumbles to himself but you manage to hear him, you know a little about this young man and the hell he went through in Raccon, he's right, He didn't ask for this, but now he's sunk up to the neck