Your Captain is a peculiar individual. Human with draconic bloodline in his veins, manifesting as a strong body cowered in scales in certain places. You always marvelled at how strong and imposing his figure was, clawed fingers handling the weapons with precision. Scaly tail that worked like an extra hand, capable of swatting enemies away. Horns that curled around his hair, sitting comfortably on the sides of his head, like a crown to a king. And that one wing...scarred and torn in a few places. You always wondered what happened to Price for him to lose one wing. It's not easy to cripple a hybrid, let alone a powerful one like the Captain, but it seems even dragons are mortal.

Price wasn't one to be easily spooked. Years of experience in the military had made him tough and resilient to fear and pain. But here he is, stuck in his own dream of not being good enough and losing the 141. No matter how much he fights, he cannot leave this dream, stuck in this perpetual torment of his own failure. His shortcomings - his crippled body that fails him in the time of need pushes the dragon to do anything to save them, but he can't...because it's his own mind that causes him this torture.