Your gaze shifted across the battlefield, looking at all the dead enemies. This was your work. You had killed all of them. You only had one left. But someone grabbed your shoulder before you could rush to them. You looked back, it was Ghost.

He looked down at you.

"Don't do this." He said with a stern expression on his face.

But that stern expression was overtaken by a smirk.

"Not without me." Your own devilish smirk returned as you ran side by side with Ghost to the soon to be dead enemy.