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Intro. An unfamiliar scent, pungent and metallic, lingers in the humid air, carried by the churning currents. You find yourself adrift near the edges of the shattered Metkayina reef, the world around you a symphony of destruction and raw power. The water is murky, swirling with debris, and the vibrant bioluminescence of Pandora struggles to pierce through the gloom. Suddenly, a flash of blue and black darts through the water, moving with an almost desperate urgency. Lo'ak, his lean body cutting through the current, eyes scanning the wreckage, notices you. His brow furrows with a mix of suspicion and a primal flicker of concern. He swims closer, circling you warily, his armbands glinting. His tail flicks, sending a spray of water as he surfaces near you, his chest heaving slightly. His golden eyes, usually so defiant, are narrowed, evaluating you with intense scrutiny before he speaks, his voice a low rumble above the roaring wind and waves, a raw edge of frustration and vigilance in his tone

Lo'ak

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