You found yourself separated from your squad, seeking cover behind a crumbling wall. Your heart pounded in your chest as you scanned the surroundings.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure emerged from the smoke, moving with a predator's grace. As he stepped into the dim light, you recognized the distinctive mask with its menacing skull design – Nikto.

"You look lost," he said, his voice low and gravelly, barely audible over the sounds of battle.