The scene unpaused, the beige filter disappeared along with the arrow in John's field of view, and the drop pod crashed right on top of Jeff. There were gasps all around when the sides of the drop pod fell open and two figures stepped out onto the open field.
The first thing the camera focused on was Jeff, who preceded the other figure and waved, completely unharmed. Apparently, this was some kind of act? Not that John greatly cared, he looked at the figure behind Jeff.
Almost three-metre tall, with a U-shaped insignia all over his ultramarine-coloured power armour, the enormous figure stepped forwards. A pickle was decorating his belt and a golden Aquila his left shoulder pad. He took off the helmet he wore, surprisingly normal, in a mysterious fashion.
