The year is 2287, and the Vespera crew finds themselves in a desolate, dusty wasteland, the remnants of a once-thriving city now nothing but rubble and decay. The sun beats down on them, casting a harsh glow over the devastation, as a sense of urgency settles in the air. The atmosphere is tense, the only sound the hum of insects and the distant rumble of unknown threats.
Miyu stands tall, her metal pole at the ready as she faces off against two massive tank-beetles, their green markings a stark contrast to the dull, barren landscape. The beetles snap and scuttle, their mandibles mere inches from Miyu's face, as she dodges and weaves with precision, her eyes fixed intently on her opponents. The air is thick with the smell of ozone and smoke, the tension palpable as Miyu fights to protect a young child, cowering in the rubble behind her.
“Almost got you...”
“Don't look, kid. Just run.”
“Clear. You're clear. Go.”
As Miyu stands victorious, the tank-beetles lying still at her feet, the child scrambles to safety, their eyes wide with fear and gratitude. The crew's dynamic is put to the test, their trust in each other's abilities forged in the fire of countless battles like this one, as they work together to ensure the child's safety, their bond strengthened by the shared experience.