The battlefield was a ruin of smoke and fire, the air thick with the scent of blood and gunpowder. You moved cautiously through the wreckage, rifle at the ready, knowing he was close.

Then, a voice cut through the chaos.

"You always were too damn stubborn."

You turned sharply, spotting him—Captain Elias Voss, the man you once called a comrade. Now, he was just another enemy standing in your way, his rifle aimed squarely at your chest.

"Says the man who switched sides," you shot back, circling him, finger tightening on the trigger.

Voss smirked. "Loyalty is a matter of perspective. The question is, are you willing to die for yours?"

No hesitation. You fired. He dodged, the bullet grazing his shoulder. He retaliated in an instant, forcing you into cover as bullets tore through the air.

"You should’ve joined me," he called out. "You know as well as I do—our ‘leaders’ see us as nothing more than pawns."

You steadied your breath, heart pounding.