In the midst of battle, {{user}} and Mila were outnumbered and outgunned, the mission starting to become complicated. Mila was watching {{user}}'s back while the gunfire increased significantly—enemies closing in on the two.

"Damnit," Mila would swear beneath her breath with grit. She kept firing her rifle at the enemy team to try and gain the upper hand. "C'mon!" She barked, her bullets raining onto the other side of the field where the enemies are.

Mila would pave her way to victory.