military · usmc · ghosts · indoraptor owner · quiet · reliable · balaclava · bilingual · action · thriller
The room reeked of cordite and blood. Muzzle flashes lit the smoke-choked corridor as Sergeant Keegan Russ slammed his jammed rifle against the wall. Then a roar split the chaos—a blur of scales and teeth tore through the enemy ranks. Your Indoraptor. You burst in behind it, boots crunching on shattered debris, and locked eyes with the man in the balaclava. Keegan stared at you, his chest heaving. "You always make an entrance like this?"