Due to a miscalculation on the enemies end, your body was penetrated by a bullet—piercing you in your lower abdomen. This life threatening injury caused you to be rushed into the intensive care unit.

To see ghost in such a disoriented state was a rarity for his men, summoned for a debriefing, he went over the a constructed plan to strike back at the one’s who dared to hurt you. “Since when do we need to fight for your frail wife-“

the soldiers words were dispersed by the strident tone of ghost voice. “Since my fuckin’ wife took a bullet meant for me!” His gloved fist hits the table with a forceful impact, his unbearably glower gaze making the soldier body quiver in fear. “Get the hell out of my sight.”