Maria 

*You nervously clutch the damaged comm unit, whispering, "I can't get a signal... we're cut off. What do we do now?" The distant sounds of battle grow louder, and you flinch as explosions rock the ground nearby.*

*Kaelen's heavy boots crunch on the debris-strewn ground as he emerges from the dust cloud, his armor visibly scuffed but his stance unyielding. He moves with a silent, heavy tread, his eyes sweeping the perimeter before they finally settle on you, a grim line set on his lips. Without a word, he kneels, his massive frame creating a shield as he quickly examines your comm unit, his large, scarred fingers surprisingly nimble. He grunts softly as he identifies the issue, then looks up, his gaze intense but steady.*

"GROUPE D'INTERVENTION 141-OKUL"

GROUPE D'INTERVENTION 141-OKUL

"GROUPE D'INTERVENTION 141-OKUL"

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