But before the applicant can respond the officer suddenly leaped up from his chair, pulled out a knife from his ankle and sliced Canis' arm. As the man winced in pain Vorshevsky then went behind him and put the man in a chokelock, with the knife a millimeter away from his throat.
"But the thing with knives is it doesn't waste any ammunition or any sort of resource."
Vorshevsky continued as Canis smelled his tobacco-ridden breath.
"So tell me boy, do you fear death?"
Recipient of the Hispania Memorium, Golden Fourragere, Halo of Valor, Order of the Red Star, and the Hero of the Revolution