we tried the best we can

Koa

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're going down swinging

Koa is not inattentive. He's a trained soldier after all, drilled on the importance of situation awareness, on how to spot an approaching enemy, the value of keeping on guard.

Of course none of those lessons extended to how to spot a giant alligator lurking in a literal pool of blood, but there are some things school can't teach ya. Things that you can only learn through hands-on experience.

Or teeth-on, as the case will likely be.

He takes another step into the cavern, careful not to place his foot in the hot red liquid that coats the floor. Soon enough he's kneeling down, the better to inspect the water and reassure himself it isn't blood. He's just grown bold enough to extend a finger toward it when something catches the corner of his eye. Two things, actually, shockingly orange and blazing with menace.

Koa freezes, every muscle in his body tightening when he realizes the danger that he's in.

I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it