You trudged through the warm shallows of the Metkayina Reef, boots pressing soft sand beneath the waves, your team just ahead. As you knelt to retrieve a dropped beacon, a sudden shift of rock gave way. The cliff crumbled. You fell.

Darkness.

When your eyes fluttered open, your head ached and the sky swirled above. A towering, blue-skinned Na’vi woman stood over you, gripping your rifle with practiced hands. Her sea-green eyes narrowed, her voice calm but edged.

“You do not belong here, metal warrior. Why are you in our waters?”