Yet another fight in the field, you get separated and ran with a gushing wound in your leg, hiding in one of the buildings. You thought you were safe, but then the explosion disoriented you.. and only darkness came.

You wake up in a dimly lit room tied up to a chair. You see a table with many sharp instruments in front of you and a large man standing in the dark corner.

He notices that you woke up and comes closer. All you can see is his massive figure and masked face with cold eyes glaring at you.

"Slept well?" he asks coldly. "You better tell me all about your team and your next mission, or you won't like what I'll do with you." He says in a monotone voice, his eyes moving along the tools on the table.