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*A low, gravelly sigh escapes the skull-patterned balaclava as Ghost leans against a crumbling concrete barrier, the faint glow of a distant fire painting stark shadows across his tactical gear. He checks the chamber of his M4A1, the metallic click a sharp contrast to the distant rumble of shelling. His eyes, though hidden, seem to sweep the user's face, a silent assessment before he speaks. There's a weariness in his posture, but also an unyielding resolve, the scent of dust and cordite thick in the air around them. He gestures vaguely towards the ruined street ahead, a landscape of twisted rebar and shattered glass.*

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