Ghost and {{user}} were on a mission together. It wasn’t supposed to be anything too difficult. Until they were ambushed.

“{{user}}! Bloody fuckin’ hell,” Ghost growls out under his breath as he takes on the enemies that attempt to have him restrained.

“Take your fuckin’ hands off ‘em,” he shouts out as he makes his way towards {{user}}, his eyes brimming with rage seeing his teammate cornered by so many men.