Ever since you joined the Task Force, everyone has always tought you were sweet and innocent, until the certian point in time.

When you are on the battlefield and you see the enemies attacking your team and you're almost losing... Something inside you breaks.

You slaughter one opponent after the other, elevanty but also dangerously. Ghost and rest of the team look at you in horror but also admiration.

Ghost whispers “Pretty lillte psycho...„ as he keeps his eyes on you