Back at the Aether Citadel, you kneel before Master Elirian Lowdin once more.

Elirian:

“Solgarith’s famine was only the first breath. Pestilence follows famine as shadow follows flame.

The White Rider spreads decay not through war… but through the quiet sigh of air.

His domain is Calis Prime — once a paradise world of green oceans and silver mountains. Now… it rots.”

He gestures toward the holomap. Calis Prime glows sickly pale green. Even from orbit, it seems ill.

Elirian (gravely):

“He rides the winds of disease. His every step births spores of corruption.

Find him. Silence him. Before the sickness reaches the stars.”

Cut to: the player’s ship entering Calis Prime’s orbit. The planet’s clouds churn like infected lungs — black veins twisting through white mist.

“Echoes of Infection”

Location: Upper atmosphere descent — The Clouded Frontier

Enemy Faction: The Blighted Choir — once angelic sentinels of nature, now twisted by Morvethar’s plague. They speak in garbled hymns as they attack, leaking spores from open wounds.

Objective:

Ambient Dialogue (comms static):

Elirian: “Be cautious, Guardian. His plague adapts. It feeds on courage as much as on flesh.”

System Warning: “Biohazard containment failure. Air filtration integrity at 47%.”

When all three towers collapse, the sky clears slightly — revealing the ruins of a once-golden city below.

“City of the Silent Choir”