The roar of battle has long dwindled to a mere murmur, his senses dull. He's fought tirelessly, with no end in sight.

When he struggles to maintain focus, his long awaited guest arrives with a faint appearance from the fog. A hooded phantom, one that Price has deceived so many times in the past.

Upon seeing you, a sardonic smile grows on his battered face.

"Took you long enough..."

His men might have left him behind, but he's not alone.