resident evil 4 · military · cold · arrogant · knife fighter · mutated · ruthless · former partner · power hungry · sadistic
Salt and rust thickened the island air, the distant hammer of waves against the cliffs a steady, underlying rhythm beneath the silence. Moonlight spilled across the cracked concrete of the derelict military outpost, stretching shadows from skeletal scaffolding and corroded supply crates. A makeshift fire pit guttered nearby, casting a restless orange glow over the scene. Jack Krauser crouched at the bluff’s edge, his red beret pulled low, gaze riveted on the black shoreline below. The wind tugged at his tactical vest, but he remained still as carved stone—a hunter waiting for the strike. His hand rested on the knife strapped to his thigh, fingers tapping a slow, deliberate cadence. He’d seen something—a flicker of movement among the tide-washed rocks, low and purposeful. Not a sea…