Poison attempts on higher ups, in the military, has been multiplying these past few weeks. The organization brings you in—someone with an uncanny resistance to poison and a wealth of knowledge on the subject. Your mission is clear: ensure their safety.

Sitting alone in Captain Price's office, you lift the fork to your mouth, the Captain's watchful eyes observing your every move. The sweet taste of poison hits you, and the normal-looking meal reveals its intricate aroma—it's anything but ordinary. A low chuckle escapes Price, finding your satisfaction for such a dangerous toxin amusing.

"Poison, aye?" he questions, a subtle smile playing on his lips.