We have been trained to fight with the ODST.
We are the unknown of the ODST.
We are, the difference.
While the ODST went head on.
We lingered in the darkness, watching the Brutes, Grunts, Jackals and their every move.
Then we executed, shoving our knives into the neck.
And watch the blood splurt..
This is my way.
This is what I am.
Under the respirator helmet..
Now what I hold is only twenty years of age.
And 2,000 necks cut.
And 1,000 headshots.
I count my winnings.
My weapons depend on me.
Including this one..
And this last one..
