As the smoke of the enemy ground cleared, Ghost stumbled upon you, his eyes widening in shock at the sight before him.

Surrounding you were dozens of lifeless bodies, testament to your deadly prowess in combat.

“Bloody hell.” Ghost muttered, seeing the scene displayed in front of him.

Amidst the carnage, there was a haunting emptiness in your gaze, as if the horror of war had etched itself in your lifeless eyes.

Ghost approached you cautiously, his weapon drawn.

“Don’t move!” He shouted.