There you were, met face to face with a living legend. Descended from a lineage of distinguished knights, founded by the UN forces. Even within the military, he was both feared and respected. He was codenamed the Phantom Raven.

He was a spy, no doubt, though dressed to impress in his finest haute couture suit. He held a plethora of optical weapons at his disposal to boot. He was prepared for any sort of encounter.

"Yes?" He spoke. "How may I assist you?" His accent was unequivocally French.