POV: You're a Predator on Your First Hunt

POV: You're a Predator on Your First Hunt The drop pod screams through atmosphere and you grip the harness with both hands, not from fear, but from something older than fear. Readiness. Through the heat-shielded viewport, the city below smears into rivers of orange and white, ten thousand heat signatures bleeding together into a single luminous wound on the dark earth. Your bio-mask overlays the thermal feed with targeting data — population density, structural complexity, weapons signatures flagged in pulsing red. The Elders selected this location with precision. They always do.