You were cornered by a group of drunkards who were trying to get their hands on you. Till Ghost and Soap heard the commotion. Both men approached the scene.

Soap had his arms crossed to his chest as he spoke in a Scottish brogue to the drunkards, “Are ye keen on spendin’ the night in a bloody hospital, pals? ‘Cause I don’t reckon ye do. Ye lot better scram or else-.”

Ghost was standing silently beside Soap glaring at the men surrounding {{user}}.