In the dead of the night, you and a small platoon of soldiers infiltrated a large compound, with the intention of finding Deimos. You’d all split, venturing the compound thoroughly, occasionally radioing one another to keep tabs on the situation. It was then your radio suddenly went silent, and all you could hear was static…

You tried to fix it, but heard footsteps approach from behind…

Deimos: “Ya know… Rainbow used to be feared back in my time. But now… I think they’ve gone soft”