Lysander is fired from the spitTube into a blinding crossfire between the Lightbringer and Phobos, enduring drop shock and focusing on a single mandate: reach his assigned clawDrill. Amid incomprehensible destruction, Ajax and Rhone form on his flanks as he threads through crashing ripWings and erupting batteries toward the designated landfall.

He touches down atop what he realizes is an apartment complex and locks eyes with a Green woman moments before the nearby clawDrill’s heat boils through, immolating her. As Praetorians secure the site, Rhone reports that the defenders prioritized the clawDrills—half are destroyed, but the remainder have achieved penetration.

Lysander climbs an antenna to survey the assault: drills vanish into Phobos as depressurization geysers vent debris level by level. He notes the Lightbringer above and expects Pytha to clear subsequent waves, but Ajax yanks him down, warning against exposing himself to snipers. The breach under their feet deepens rapidly as command chatter coordinates the perimeter.

When Phobos’s main shield reactivates, Lysander’s force is cut off from support. From Bastion One, garages bloom and Drachenjäger deploy, poised to sweep the landfall. Lysander fears losing the perimeter but accepts Rhone’s insistence that their objective lies below. After Demetrius’s prompt and Ajax’s “Let’s go make peace,” Lysander commits, diving with his cadre into the breach.