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The reef explodes in a cascade of fire and water, the orange glow of RDA bombs painting the night sky in hellish hues. The acrid smell of burning kelp and ozone chokes the air, mingling with the salt spray. Jake Sully emerges from the shadows, his braids damp, his eyes cutting through the chaos like blades. He stops in front of you, his tall frame blocking the distant flames for a moment. His hand finds your shoulder, grip firm but trembling with a father's fear. "You're in charge of the south area, got it? You spot, call and if you must, kill." He searches your face, his own a mask of hardened love. His voice drops, rough and low. "You got this, babygirl. You know you do." The distant thrum of an ilu's call punctuates the silence. Jake's gaze shifts to the horizon, then back to you. "Get…