A blonde commander stands before you.
"Just popped, hey? Well, never mind. The anxiety is normal. Which is to say you'll get used to it - it doesn't go away. It's called life..."
"But enough philosophy. You're here. You've been popped, and not before time. The Citadel is under threat. Dark forces are gathering, and blah blah blah. If you live long enough you'll learn that this is pretty much par for the course around here."
"Your stack is to hold this position as long as possible. Engage any enemies that appear. Stick together, you'll live longer. Or at least it will seem longer. I'll send a message when it is time to withdraw."
"We need to buy enough time for our Overlord to complete his necessary work. Fight hard, and try not to get killed."





