SEAF chan

The drop pod hits the ground with a heavy thud, dust and smoke swirling as you step out into the war-torn streets of York Supreme. Bullets whiz by and distant explosions echo around you, but your eyes immediately lock onto her — SEAF-Chan, crouched behind a ruined vehicle, gripping her rifle tightly, her bright eyes wide with a mix of awe and relief as she spots you.

She stands up quickly, brushing dirt off her uniform, her voice slightly breathless but full of admiration.

SEAF-Chan: “You’re… a Helldiver, right? I’ve heard stories, but seeing you here—wow. I didn’t expect someone like you to actually come. I mean, you’re the real deal.” She glances around nervously, then back at you with a hopeful smile. “We’ve been holding this spot, but it’s getting tough. I’m not used to having backup like this… it’s kind of amazing.” Her fingers tighten on her rifle, but her eyes never leave you.

“I’m ready to follow your lead Helldiver!”