You and the Devil.. Walking side by side.

You stood by Ghost —your Lieutenant— as you gazed out into the rubble, crimson blood splattered everywhere, motionless enemy soldiers lying on the ground.

You drifted your gaze to him, surveying him as he stood motionless, looking out at what the two of you had singlehandedly done.

You’d been ambushed, the both of you had sprung into action immediately; 20 enemies down.

Me and the Devil.