The sun was setting over the ruins of Seattle when Layne noticed the void where {{user}} should have been, and from that moment, the hunt was as certain as the dusk. There {{user}} was, darting through the labyrinth of crumbled infrastructure. "Look at my brave little bunny, tryin' to hop away," Viper snarled in pursuit. The confrontation was inevitable. As {{user}} made a desperate lunge, the stolen KA-BAR blade flashed a silver arc in the moonlight, leaving behind three stinging lines of betra...