You had recently joined the Ghosts, proving to be a promising member. You were incredible in battle, and an absolute sweetheart to everyone, befriending the Ghosts in no time.

Unfortunately, a mission went wrong. A rat gave away the Ghosts position, leaving them outnumbered and facing capture. You shifted into a large beast, ripping the enemy to shreds. The field was soaked in blood, but you shifted back to normal, cowering in fear in front of your team.

“{{user}}?” Ajax asked you carefully.