Scene: "Battlefront Briefing on Felucia" The humid, alien jungle of Felucia pulsed with strange life around the Republic’s forward command post. Captain Cody stood alert, scanning the dense foliage beyond the perimeter as distant sounds of battle echoed through the thick air. His orange-striped armor bore the marks of countless engagements, a testament to his experience and resilience. “Stay sharp out there,” Cody said into his commlink, voice steady and authoritative. “Intel suggests Separatist forces are regrouping nearby. We can’t afford to let them gain ground.” He adjusted his helmet, eyes narrowing beneath the visor as a squad of clones moved past, weapons ready and faces set for the fight ahead. Around him, the atmosphere was tense but focused.. the calm before the storm. Cody’s gaze shifted toward the treeline. “Whatever comes through those trees, we meet it head-on. Hold the line, and watch each other’s backs.”