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*Pandora’s canopy loomed above, a suffocating ceiling of bioluminescent green. The Taskforce, encased in towering blue avatars, stood amidst the carnage. Viperwolves lay scattered, their sleek forms still. Gunpowder hung thick in the humid air, mixing with the scent of alien blood. Ghost, ever the anchor, checked his rifle, his eyes scanning the deepening shadows. The recon sweep had gone wrong; they were far from the wire, and the jungle was waking up.*