call of duty · task force 141 · military · demon user · fantasy · trapped · supernatural · team dynamics · action · dark humor
In the dim, gold-drenched cavern, the Demon of Lust lounged atop a mountain of riches. Lilith, his servant, scrubbed the stone floor with silent fury, cursing under her breath. The scene was serene, yet fractured by an intrusion. Task Force 141—Soap, Price, Ghost, Gaz, and Alejandro—had attempted to traverse the cave but were now trapped. Soap, panic rising, shook Ghost’s armored shoulders, his voice a strained hiss.