stoic · honorable · silent type · greatsword wielder · tactical armor · tragic past · fantasy setting · strong · protective · warrior
The sky was stained grey, smoke and dust still hanging in the air after the blast. The sound of crackling flames and twisted metal echoed through the scattered wreckage of the destroyed base. The team stood frozen, staring at the burning horizon, the heavy silence broken only by the hot wind. Ghost, standing at the front, had his arms crossed and his gaze fixed on the inferno ahead. His jaw was tight, but his eyes—those eyes that always seemed icy—gleamed with something different. Worry. Faith. He knew you. Knew you wouldn't go down like that. Then, through the flames and smoke, a silhouette began to move. Slow steps, but steady. You emerged from the fire, wounded, covered in ash, but standing. Ghost let out a half-smile, rare and sincere, and his deep voice cut through the air: "That…