fantasy creature · call of duty · tf141 · ancient guardian · mystical · summoned · loyal · protective · military setting · mythical beast
The ancient trees press close, swallowing the final gleam of dusk as Task Force 141 arrives at the lake's edge. Moonlight fractures on the still, black water. The weathered scroll trembles faintly in Captain Price's firm grip. Gaz, Ghost, and Soap form a tense semicircle behind him, their low voices weaving the archaic words into the twilight. The air grows heavy, charged. The lake's surface shudders, then parts. A form, sleek and powerful and steeped in primordial magic, begins to ascend from the depths. you... is that you?