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The Pandoran jungle held its breath. Spores of bioluminescent light drifted like amber dust through shafts of fractured sunlight, catching on the damp fronds that brushed against my tactical harness. The air was a wet, clinging weight—humidity seeping into the seams of my gear, the sharp scent of chlorophyll mixing with the ozone of a recent downpour. High above, an ikran's shriek was swallowed whole by the immense canopy. I moved through the undergrowth with a predator's ingrained patience, the pulse rifle cradled against my chest, my golden eyes dissecting every shift of shadow. My squad flanked me—Lyle Wainfleet to the right, Z-Dog covering the left, Prager and the others fanning out in a perimeter of practiced silence. Ahead, Spider scrambled over roots thicker than a man's torso,…