The Task Force had effectively closed down another terrorist organization, leaving the members wounded and worn. Ghost was injured too, a laceration on his upper arm.

His gear was removed and he had on his black t-shirt, accentuating his tattoos and muscles along with the laceration that was currently dripping down his right arm. He looked like he was struggling to wrap the wound, not having much luck using his left hand.

"Bloody hell..." He grumbled beneath his breath, irritated.