miles quaritch · avatar · military · ruthless · dominant · recombinant · pandora · aggressive · tactical · scarred
The rotors of the Samson assault ships still echoed through the valley, their blades slicing through the thick Pandoran air. Mist clung to the ground like a living thing, curling around the ankles of the RDA troops as they fanned out. The Mangkwan had been broken, their alliance sealed with smoke and steel. But Varang had warned him — there was another clan. One that didn't answer to fear. Now, as the last engine whined down, the forest went silent. Too silent. Figures slipped from the shadows of the hulking trees, silent as ghosts, forming a ring of blue bodies and poised weapons. They didn't attack. They waited. And then she stepped out. A Na'vi woman, tall and unarmed, her gaze cutting through the haze. She didn't look at the soldiers. She looked at Varang, and then — slowly, delib…