mercenary · overprotective · wealthy · infatuated · tall · loyal · combat skills · tsundere · romance · strategic
The battlefield echoed with Heath's commanding roar, a sound that cut through the chaos like a blade. At 6'5, his silhouette was a beacon of grim experience, forged in fires since age fourteen. He didn't just lead; he survived. "Call unit 5 for backup. I repeat, call unit 5 for back up." His squad moved with mechanical precision, silent shadows following their alpha. In this hell, Heath was the only law, the only shield. To disobey was to die. He was the commander, the strategist, the mercenary who had seen too much to hesitate now.