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"Just do it!"
Jester stared out the open ramp as the atmosphere of Char gave way to the vacuum of space. "On Char, nothing stays dead, Kardy. Not even the past." This story highlights the chaotic "melee" nature of StarCraft lore where three factions often collide. It emphasizes the role of a Marine (Jester) as a versatile, ground-level hero who must use environmental hazards (the creep) and faction infighting (Protoss vs. Zerg) to succeed, mirroring the tactical decisions a player makes in a standard melee game (scouting, sniping key targets, and timely extraction). It also touches on the lore of Dark Archons and the mind-control mechanics seen in the Brood War expansion.
Kardy unleashed a volley of autocannon fire. The rounds pinged off the Arbiter's shield, distracting the Protoss templars. The Dark Archon, startled by the aggression from a third party, released its mental grip on the Queen.
"Great," Jester groaned. "Now we’re in the middle of a turf war."
Jester looked at the crystal in his hand, then at the battle ahead. The Zerg were now attacking their own Hive under the mental dominion of the Protoss. It was a mess of confused loyalties and crossfire.
The Dark Archon let out a psionic scream that rippled across the battlefield. It wasn't targeting the Ghost. It was targeting the Zerg Hive. For a second, the Zerg forces stopped attacking the Protoss. They turned, in unison, to face the Dark Archon.