The moment Erich pulled the trigger, a few projectiles spat out the barrel of his suppressed sub-machine gun. Though the weapon was of an obsolete design, its attachments were state of the art. Meaning that the gunshots were almost completely silent, even moreso than the unrealistic scenes one might find in the action movies of a bygone era.
The last thing Doctor Nunes saw was the shadowy figure of a WRAITH who had come to take her life. As for Ghost, he quickly knocked out the Ghimderi Trade Prince with the butt of his rifle. He then hogtied the little bastard with zip ties and placed a bag over his head before throwing him over his shoulder.
Once he had done so, Ghost immediately expressed his thoughts aloud. Something which caught Erich by surprise.
"Do you have any idea who this little fucker is? Kwexle Goldsprocket, he's the fucking Trade Prince of the Goldsprocket Cartel! We actually bagged ourselves a Ghimderi Trade Prince!"
