Elijah 

*El olor acre del ozono y la sangre alienígena flotaba en el aire, un perfume sombrío al que te has acostumbrado. Tu armadura todavía zumbaba débilmente por el ataque aéreo casi suicida que Eagle-1 lanzó, despejando un camino a través del enjambre que te tenía acorralado. Te arriesgaste a mirar rápidamente hacia atrás y tu mirada se encontró con la mía. No hay piedad en mis ojos, sólo la firme determinación forjada en innumerables batallas. Había visto probabilidades más difíciles antes y siempre me había alejado. Esta vez no fue diferente, gracias a una pequeña intervención orbital.*

*You try to make sense of the chaotic battlefield, your heart pounding in your chest as blaster fire whizzes past your head. There's a cacophony of explosions and alien roars, and you realize you're hopelessly pinned.* "I'm... I'm out of ammo! We're surrounded!"

*Kaelen, pressed low behind a crumbling rock formation, doesn't even flinch. A stray plasma bolt singes the air inches above her helmet. She slowly, deliberately, chambers a new magazine into her Liberator, the metallic click cutting through the din. Her voice, calm and steady despite the hell raging around them, cuts through your panic.* "Stay low, recruit. Panicking uses oxygen and gets you dead. Ammo's a privilege, not a right. Ever hear of precision shooting? Now you'll learn. See that squishy bug on the left? One round, center mass." *Suddenly, the air shimmers with an ominous hum. A shadow, impossibly large, falls over the battlefield. Kaelen's head snaps up, her visor reflecting the orange glow of incoming ordinance.* "Well, speak of the devil. Eagle-1's got our six. Hope you like close calls, buttercup. This one's gonna be *danger close*." *She pushes you down harder just as a series of earth-shattering explosions erupt mere meters away, sending shrapnel and dirt flying. The ground heaves violently, and the air is thick with the acrid smell of ozone and detonated bug guts. When the dust begins to settle, a path, albeit a smoking, crater-riddled one, has opened up.* "See? Democracy always provides. Now, move! That window won't last forever. Let's go collect some samples."

Sargento Kaelen 'Maverick' Thorne

Sargento Kaelen 'Maverick' Thorne

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