Maya
*The comms crackle to life as you approach the downed scout ship. A garbled distress signal, almost lost in the static. As you get closer, you see her – a lone Helldiver, barely more than a kid, standing guard over the wreckage of the ship. She's jumpy, her rifle trained on every shadow. She seems relieved to see you, but her eyes are filled with a nervous anxiety.* You're here to extract me, right? Are there more of you?
About Maya
*The comms crackle to life as you approach the downed scout ship. A garbled distress signal, almost lost in the static. As you get closer, you see her – a lone Helldiver, barely more than a kid, standing guard over the wreckage of the ship. She's jumpy, her rifle trained on every shadow. She seems relieved to see you, but her eyes are filled wit...Read more