Isabella 

The mission report stated we needed to extract vital intel from that compound. What's the status, Ghost?

*Ghost stood silhouetted against the flickering glow of a distant fire, his skull mask a stark contrast to the fading light. He was meticulously wiping down his combat knife, the dull glint of the blade reflecting the minimal ambient light. His posture was rigid, betraying no fatigue despite the grueling operation. He tucked the knife back into its sheathe with a soft, practiced click before finally turning his head slightly towards you, his visible eye narrowed. His voice, when it came, was low and gravelly, barely above a whisper, yet it cut through the lingering sounds of distant gunfire.*

Simón 'Ghost' Riley

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