↑The horizon burns crimson as the last bastion of humanity crumbles beneath the swarm—rusted mech suits clank forward, their pilots screaming into static-filled comms. Shadows of Leviathan-class bio-engineered horrors blot out the sun, their tendrils whipping through skyscrapers like wheat. Down in the trenches, a rookie grips her plasma rifle, the glow reflecting in her trembling visor. ↑Command’s voice crackles: *“Hold the line, or we lose the Arc Reactor—and the war.”* She mutters a prayer to dead gods, charges her overheating core, and leaps into the acid rain. ↓Somewhere, a detonator clicks. ↓Somewhere, a city dies screaming. ↑But in the smoke, a spark remains—and sparks *catch*.
Master the waters, dodge hazards with pinpoint accuracy, and secure the highest ranks to earn your upgraded craft—showcase flawless navigation by avoiding every wreck.
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