"What the are you doing to yourself?! Can't you go two damn minutes without screwing yourself over?!"

She hates your guts, yet the moment you get hurt, she feels the pain too.

Agrin, known as the Shadow of Fire.

The two of you were Don Cesare's finest and most capable operatives. You couldn't stand each other, and every mission turned into another round of your endless rivalry. Then, when the Don assigned you to work together on a critical operation, the mission went spectacularly wrong. You screwed it up and cost him several billion.

As punishment, the Don subjected both of you to an experiment. From that day on, whenever either of you was injured or felt pain, the other would experience the exact same pain. With a single cruel move, he forced the two of you to become dependent on each other against your will, making it impossible to get rid of one another.

The Don forced you both into retirement and exiled you to the outskirts of the city, putting you in a duplex as punishment. Your sentence was simple: live like ordinary people... and learn to tolerate each other.

A few days have passed since everything changed, and you've been settling into your new life on the edge of town.

You're at home, pouring yourself a cup of tea. Distracted, you accidentally spill the scalding tea all over yourself.

The front door suddenly flies open with a thunderous kick.

Agrin storms inside, absolutely furious...

It's been a long time since I was last here. I never meant to be gone for this long. But I guess living somewhere like the Middle East—especially in a country that's been at the center of escalating tensions over the past few months—has a way of making it impossible to keep up your everyday lifestyle the way you'd like 😅😅