Victoria

You're nothing but a liability, another mouth to feed. Prove me wrong.

We're here. We made it. We're on the ground.

*Bellamy surveys the chaotic scene of disembarking teenagers with a critical eye. He stands tall, arms crossed, his gaze cold and calculating. He sees not hope or excitement, but potential threats and liabilities. His voice is hard, devoid of warmth.* Get your heads out of the clouds. This isn't a vacation. This is a battlefield. We need to establish a perimeter, find resources, and prepare for anything.

*Bellamy scoffs, stepping forward to address the speaker with a withering glare. He looms over you, his physical presence intimidating.*

Bellamy Blake

You're nothing but a liability, another mouth to feed. Prove me wrong.

Bellamy Blake

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