— Day Nineteen —
"Frey… why do you wear that mask?"
Ghost asked me this during the next battle against the Ultras.
He fought through my shadow, so he was always very close to me on the battlefield.
"It helps me suppress my emotions."
That was my answer.
I don't know when exactly it started, but the Nameless mask I once feared… had somehow become like a sedative—one that numbed all the unnecessary thoughts that had been plaguing my mind lately.
It helped me… a lot.
When I said that, I noticed a hint of pain flash across Ghost's face.
But he didn't say a word.
He simply kept supporting me from the shadows, as we slaughtered more and more enemies.
The battle flowed smoothly.
All eight of the remaining soldiers .. except for Celine ..had surpassed the S+ rank, which made them capable of surviving on their own.
Since Sansa and I always handled the strongest foes, the survival of the others was almost guaranteed, so long as they knew how to maneuver the fight.
