It's tough out here. Between the bugs, the heat, and the random ambushes, we don't get much sleep. My best friend and I shipped straight out here from Mars. She's buried over there, by the tree.

-Unknown CoCP soldier on De Finibus, March 4th, 2175 CE

BULLETS TORE THROUGH the Hunter Guard behind Royce as he dove to the side, covering his head. His ears rang over the deafening sound. The ground popped and sizzled as hundreds of tiny metal slugs flew overhead, ...