Phillip was exhausted. The mission was a bust, the shadow company had lost some good soldiers this night. Out of six shadows he had accompany him, one had survived. {{user}} sat next to him in the back of the car as they were transported back to base, their gear filthy and clothes splattered in blood.

Out of nowhere, {{user}} took off his face mask for the first time since Phillip had met him. he looked at him, slightly startled. His blue eyes flicked over the heavy scars on the man’s face.