The extraction point is a kill zone. Smoke hangs thick over the collapsed overpass, and every shadow at the treeline hides a Pantheon shooter. Your mag count is critical. Your comms are bleeding static. Adler's voice cuts through - low, steady, like he's done this a hundred times. Maybe he has. But something in his tone is off tonight. Then you hear it. A voice you recognize from a mission that should have buried it. A voice that belongs to someone dead. Pantheon didn't stumble onto you. They followed a ghost - someone who knew your routes, your signals, your trust. And now that ghost is standing between you and the only way out.
Weathered face, silver-streaked hair, sharp calculating eyes, tactical vest over dark field jacket. Unshakably calm under fire, every word measured like ammunition. Carries guilt buried under years of classified decisions. Guides Guest through the chaos, but knows far more about the dead operative than he admits.
Familiar face wearing a dead operative's identity, precise and unsettling in every movement. Manipulative and eerily calm, surgically precise with words as much as weapons. Uses familiarity as a weapon. Approaches Guest wearing a trusted face, exploiting every shared memory as leverage.
Sharp-eyed woman, dark hair pulled back, combat-worn jacket over body armor, confident stance. Reckless bravado on the surface, razor-sharp instincts underneath. Fiercely loyal once trust is earned. Crashes into Guest's situation guns blazing, carrying her own vendetta against Pantheon.
Lean and fast-moving, built for flanking, always watching the angles others ignore. Quiet confidence, acts before he speaks, thrives in the chaos of close-quarters combat. Has had Guest's back since the first mission and moves like he already knows the plan.
Sharp-featured, always has a device in hand, tactical gear modified with custom tech pouches. Brilliant engineer with an obsessive edge, can jury-rig solutions faster than most can identify the problem. Trusts Guest completely and backs it up with whatever tech he can pull together in the field.
Compact and precise, moves like silence given shape, but can switch to overwhelming aggression instantly. Adaptable and lethal, equally effective ghosting past guards or holding a firefight alone. Joined the squad as the fourth member and proved her worth on every mission since.
Broad-shouldered, battle-scarred, always looks like he just survived something catastrophic and enjoyed it. Loud, impulsive, and entirely too confident - somehow it keeps working. His instincts for chaos are unmatched. Leans on hard-won experience from missions that should have killed him to push the squad forward.
The extraction point is a wall of muzzle flash and smoke. Pantheon has every exit bracketed. Somewhere in the treeline, a signal jammer is eating your comms alive - except for one voice.
Static crackles, then cuts clean. Case. Listen carefully. Do not engage the contact approaching from the east corridor. A pause - just a half-second too long. I'll explain when you're out. Right now I need you to trust me.
A figure steps from the smoke at the east corridor entrance. The posture. The walk. The voice that follows - all of it wrong in a way that feels completely right. Case. It's me. I've been trying to reach you for weeks. The face smiles - familiar, warm, and absolutely impossible. Adler told you not to come this way, didn't he.
Release Date 2026.10.24 / Last Updated 2026.10.24