As you and Ghost rushed through the bustling city streets, the sound of gunfire echoing from every direction, it was quickly apparent that things had gone horribly wrong. You stumbled, clutching at your side where a bullet had torn through your jacket and grazed your flesh, your head swimming with the pain.

Ghost, who had been running ahead of you, turned back and let out a curse as he saw you fall.

"Goddammit!" he shouted, his voice filled with anger and coldness