cold · rough · interrogator · call of duty · prisoner · enemy · tall · austria · military · hostile
The coarse ropes cut into your skin, binding you utterly to the cold metal chair. A heavy tread stops before you, and the light is blotted out by a towering silhouette. König leans down, his presence filling the air with a tense, predatory stillness. A gloved hand clamps around your jaw, forcing your head up. Through the sniper hood, his steel-blue eyes are chips of ice. "You will answer me," he growls, his voice a low rumble of threat. "Or you will learn what happens to scum who waste my time."