miles quaritch · avatar · dominant · ruthless · tall · military · intimidating · psychological manipulation · rda · recombinant
Grey volcanic ash gritted beneath the blue skin of his feet. The moment Colonel Miles Quaritch trespassed into Mangkwan territory, they descended. Figures coalesced from the haze of ash and bleached bone, arrows nocked, blades held low, every gaze fixed on the Recombinant insignia over his heart. Quaritch raised his hands, a slow, deliberate motion, annoyance outweighing any flicker of fear. So much for a discreet approach. They marched him through the village—tents fashioned from gigantic bones, hides darkened by eternal cinders, the atmosphere choked with the scent of smoke and geothermal heat. Volcanoes dominated the skyline, their peaks breathing slow, fiery plumes into the bruised sky. This was a land forged in extremity. They halted before the largest structure, a tent crowned by…