The Alpha Legion Space Marines returned with the spoils of their mission. They carried two large cloth sacks—one containing Jake Sully's wife, and the other holding his children. The remaining sacks, filled with other captured Na'vi, were immediately handed over to the Stormtroopers.
The Alpha Legion promptly reported to Emperor Kenthelion. Without ceremony, one of the Space Marines threw the sacks at the Emperor's feet and began the briefing.
"Your Majesty, the mission is a success."
Kenthelion looked down at the piles of cloth sacks and the hundreds of captured Na'vi children with a satisfied nod.
"Not bad."
One of the Space Marines then opened another cloth sack.
"Emperor, we also captured one adult Na'vi... still alive."
When the sack was opened, Neytiri immediately shouted in anger.
"Sky people... you sky people!"
With a pitiful howl, she was thrown out of the sack like a wounded dog.
Kenthelion gazed at her coldly, replying calmly but proudly.
"Sky people? No, no, no. We are a civilized nation. And we will treat you in a very civilized manner."
He waved his hand and continued.
"We bring peace and civilization."
Neytiri looked at him with scorn, disbelief in her eyes.
"Peace? Civility?"
Kenthelion only gave a small smile and then said firmly,
"Of course. But all this only applies because—there are no legitimate Na'vi species on this planet."
Neytiri was stunned.
"What...?!"
Kenthelion's gaze sharpened.
"With my kindness, I won't help you. How about choosing a painless death, like suicide?"
Kenthelion's attitude was clear: he had no intention of making peace with a foreign species he didn't even consider equal—let alone coexist with.
Neytiri shouted back loudly and passionately.
"Impossible! We, the Na'vi, will fight to the death to protect our home! You will never disturb Pandora again!"
Seeing Neytiri's fierce determination and anger, Kenthelion chose to ignore her. To him, the Na'vi were no serious threat—they were nothing more than ants before the might of the Imperium Caelestis.
Kenthelion finally raised his hand and gave a firm command.
"Then watch as your homeland is destroyed by our technology."
Without hesitation, he ordered his forces to begin bombing the target.
"Let them know the full might of our technology."
The heavy cannons mounted on the Star Destroyer unleashed energy blasts at the location, though Kenthelion deliberately held back the full power—to demonstrate strength without completely razing everything.
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Planet Pandora
In Pandora's sky, a massive shadow blotted out the sunlight. A Mega-class Star Dreadnought warship loomed, its size dwarfing even the Great Leonopteryx (Toruk)—the legendary creature once a symbol of the Na'vi's strength.
"Sky People! The Sky People have returned!"
The cry echoed through the Na'vi tribes. Countless voices howled in sorrow and fear, greeting the return of the hated threat. Deadly light began to pierce through the clouds, unleashing destructive beams that leveled everything beneath.
"Explosion!"
A massive burst of light struck Pandora's dense jungle. Every living creature caught in its path vanished without a trace. Once, the jungle had been the Na'vi's last bastion against human machines. Now, most of it lay in ruins, and the planet's natural life teetered on the brink of falling under the unstoppable grasp of human technology.
Amid the chaos, Jake Sully whispered softly, searching desperately for his wife in the shattered crowd.
Jake Sully
"Ava, bless me…"
That prayer slipped silently into the air, calling out to the spirits and gods of Pandora.
Soon, Ava's power began to manifest.
Countless plants sprang to life, rapidly flourishing. Towering trees rose to form a sturdy wooden wall, one by one, creating a protective fortress for the Na'vi seeking shelter behind it.
"Jake, the Sky People have returned, and this time they are far stronger than before."
Those words briefly halted the panic gripping Jake. But before he could move, a voice echoed suddenly inside his mind.
"Gather at Hallelujah Mountains. I will make them face the humans."
The voice grew louder, forcing Jake to abandon his search for his wife and children. He immediately organized an emergency evacuation, rallying every ounce of strength left to save as many lives as possible.
Countless Pandora creatures wailed beneath the onslaught of the destructive beam. Some were reduced instantly to piles of shredded flesh, others turned to ash in a flash. The scene resembled a massive genocide at the end of the Cretaceous era—wild animals fled wildly among the debris, only to find death beneath human weapons.
Meanwhile, from the Star Destroyer, a sharp order was issued.
Kenthelion
"Very well, deploy the landing forces."
Following the command, hundreds of LAAT/i assault transports descended low, piercing Pandora's atmosphere. Inside, dozens of Elite 41st Legion soldiers prepared to land and conquer this new world.
Amid the grumbles of Stormtroopers frustrated to be fighting alongside rebels—and now joined by clone troops—more than a dozen imperial landing crafts detached from the mothership, streaking toward the perilous battlefield on Pandora.
"Prepare the AT-SE for deployment! Then ready the Space Marines!"
"Send in the wildfire units as well!"
Below, the jungle that was home to the Na'vi lay scorched—a vast expanse of blackened earth pockmarked with fire-cratered scars, remnants of massive explosions that had incinerated the vegetation.
Stormtroopers and the elite 41st clone legion safely touched down on the devastated ground.
"Explosion! Explosion! Explosion! Explosion!"
Waves of creeping vines and wild trees surged forward like a rising tide, attacking the newly landed troops.
"Prepare to engage the enemy!"
The command was followed instantly. Soldiers armed with flamethrowers and Z-6 rotary blasters fired precisely at the spreading plant growth.
Behind them, Firebat and Hellion Hellbat units swiftly intervened.
Firebats wielded Perdition Flamethrowers—dual napalm flame weapons built for brutal close-quarters combat, designed to clear Zerg threats mercilessly.
Hellions carried Twin Napalm Flamethrowers mounted on their fronts, combining speed with effective flame spraying against light enemy units.
Hellbats—heavier versions of Hellions, resembling giant Firebats—boasted thick armor plating and wide attack radii thanks to their Twin Incinerator Gauntlets.
The commanding officer shouted loudly:
"Fire!"
A blazing torrent of flames shot through the creeping vines like a devastating wave. Accompanied by the rapid whir of spinning blaster fire, the trees and wild plants were instantly reduced to embers and ash. Some even exploded into fragments from the pounding of blaster cannons.
"Air support ready!"
Two low-flying assault transports circled rapidly above the battlefield. But this time, they weren't here to drop troops.
Heavy weaponry adorned the ships: anti-personnel laser turrets, composite beam lasers, variable missile launchers, and lightweight air-to-air rockets equipped with autonomous killer drones.
Each weapon emitted a deadly aura—a blend of advanced technology rivaling the most cutting-edge fighter jets.
"Fire! Fire! Fire!"
The airstrike was unleashed alongside the spreading flames, one by one igniting the forest and sweeping away whatever remained.
This time, Pandora was no longer a land that could hold out. The planet's will to defend itself was beginning to crumble under waves of fire and human technology.
But this was far from the first Avatar film's focus on just humanity.
Hundreds of native Pandora creatures—hammerhead thunder beasts—rushed out from the forest, lowering their thick skulls forward. These beasts bore hammer-shaped horns on their heads, reminiscent of hammerhead sharks.
However, hammerhead sharks are terrestrial animals favoring open grasslands and occasional rainforest forays. They're herbivores, feeding on shrubs, grass, fruits, and leaves.
Adult hammerhead thunder beasts stood six meters tall and eleven meters long. Their brains could even withstand bullets, but the weapons they faced now were far more lethal.
Known as Hammerhead Titanothere, or Angtsik in Na'vi language.
"Deploy 1-H!" came the order.
The 1-H is an Imperial-class anti-gravity tank, the backbone of the Empire's heavy fleet. Armed with a Mark 4e/S heavy laser cannon—one of the military's finest—plus a Mark 3/S medium blaster cannon and two side-mounted secondary weapons.
Each 1-H tank was crewed by five: a driver, two gunners, and a non-commissioned officer. Five of these anti-gravity tanks rolled into position, directing their cannons at the charging hammerhead thunder beasts.
The officer didn't forget to call in heavy explosives.
"Siege Tanks, move in!"
Siege Tanks are heavy ground artillery vehicles, the backbone of the Terran Dominion's mechanized forces. Based on tracked chassis with layered armor suspension, these units are designed for tactical dominance in open fields and defensive lines.
Equipped with 120mm Shock Cannons—precision artillery capable of raining down explosive area fire from afar. In Siege mode, the cannon barrels anchor to the ground, locking position and extending range and destructive power against armored vehicles and infantry formations.
In Tank mode, they rely on 90mm Shock Cannons for mid-range direct fire. Two secondary autocannons on the turret defend against flanking infantry and light attacks.
Operated by three crew members—a driver, a main gunner, and a targeting systems operator—Siege Tanks have armored cockpits with integrated computational control and Dominion military AI tracking systems.
Meanwhile, Stormtroopers, clone forces, and Terran marines aimed their heavy weapons at the charging beasts.
"For the Emperor!" they shouted in unison.
Shots tore through the air, creating a symphony of death:
E-11 Blaster Rifle: "Pew! Pew! Pew!"
C-14 Impaler Gauss Rifle: "Tak! Tak! Tak!"
Siege Tank Shock Cannon: "TCHHH-KLOK… VMMM—KRAKOOM!"
The roar of weapons thundered, shaking the battlefield.
Suddenly, a massive airborne pod landed with a thunderous boom.
From it emerged a towering, terrifying suit of heavy armor.
The Deredeo Pattern Dreadnought bearing the World Eater insignia had entered the battlefield.
As the Dauntless drop ship landed, hundreds of Space Marines poured out through Thunderhawk transports, ready to meet the Na'vi assault head-on.