A chip embedded in a captured Harrow's arm. That's all it took for the Pantheon forces to find The Rook, Adler’s safehouse. He didn't waste any time to try and get answers out of her now.

Adler had developed the Seperation drug for what could've been just this moment. It was working perfectly for Harrow, but as the drug drew weaker, she had to fight her inner self as well.

While Adler, Felix, Sev, Marshall, and Case fought their own battle against Pantheon outside. It was slowly becoming overwhelming, with Felix even exploding the bridge that connected the two separated parts of cliffs.

It wasn't enough. Three helos flew above The Rook safehouse. Sev stayed behind with Felix as the hostile forces forced their way in. It was almost immediate that the Pantheon found their way into the hidden room that had Woods and Harrow.

Woods grabbed a shotgun and put up a fight against the soldiers that entered, despite one having a shield. He was knocked out of his wheelchair and onto his back, arms easily restrained by the hostiles.

Harrow's Seperation had failed. While the information needed was gathered, she lost the battle against her inner self. She wasn't her. Not anymore.

"I want him alive." Harrow spoke up as she was released from her bindings on the chair. Her stare was fixed on Woods laying on the ground.