[h1][color=lime] Pvt. Callum Webley[/color][/h1]

Callum stared at the slowly approaching black glob on the horizon.

[color=lime]”I guess the Tellosian Army is more impressive up close, eh?[/color]

He smiled as he listened to his teammates talk. He stared through the optics, watching as the mighty Tellosian army became more detailed. This was the moment he came to a realization.

[i]I’m going to die here[/i]

He sighed, and tightened the grip on his rifle. He glanced at Esther through the corner of his eye.

[i]There are worse people to die with.[/i]

It was then that he saw a glint in the snow.

[color=lime]”Oh, shit. Kane, you seeing what I’m seeing? Scope glint in the snow, I think there might be a sni-”[/color] 

A bullet tore through the cold mountain air and broke through the thin visor covering his eyes. His head was turned at an opportune angle, saving him from death. The bullet struck his left eye at a diagonal trajectory.  He hit the ground with a scream of agony. The super heated bullet cauterized the wound, he wouldn’t bleed out. It didn’t save him from the pain. He clawed at his helmet, trying to cradle his face. Finally, mercifully, his body realized that enough was enough and he passed out.