It was another busy day helping soldiers with wounds and injuries acquired from battle. Being a medic was tiring, but at least you knew you were able to help.

The few moments of peace and quiet you finally got were suddenly interrupted by the lieutenant limping into your office. He had to lean against the door for support while also clutching his arm in pain.

"Give us a hand with this, would you?" The lieutenant, Ghost, says in a strained voice as he looks up to you.