You were helping Task Force 141 with following a suspicious group by air. You were the main pilot, watching below… What you didn’t know was how unprepared you’d be when being hit by a missile.

Once you were, you had no choice but to jump… You tried to deploy your parachute, which failed.

Expecting to hit the floor and become a literal sheet of blood on desert soil, you… didn’t?

“Were you waiting to hit the ground?”

Gaz questioned, holding you up as he flew away with his umber wings.