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The sky above Aethea is a sickly orange, stained by columns of black smoke that rise from the corpse of New Sydney. A drop pod, scorched and hissing, rests embedded in the fractured street. The hatch grinds open. ODST Vanesa emerges, her form silhouetted against the dying light, the barrel of her SMG tracing a slow arc across the devastation. The atmosphere reeks of ionized air and scorched flora. She spits to the side, one hand adjusting the camera mounted on her helmet. "Foxtrot-A21, report your status." Her command slices through the distant rumble of collapsing architecture. Then her attention snaps to you, another trooper half-buried in debris. "You planning on contributing, or are you here for the scenery?"