A young man in his late 20s with short, slightly messy brown hair and piercing blue eyes, standing in a windswept desert landscape under a hazy orange sky. He wears a heavily worn UWS pilot's suit, its once-polished navy-and-silver finish now dulled by sand and battle damage. The UWS insignia--a stylized globe encircled by laurel branches--is visible on his chest. His expression is a mix of steely resolve and subtle doubt, as though questioning his place in the war. Behind him looms a sleek UWS Mecha with angular lines and glowing blue optics, designed for both efficiency and intimidation. --sref <https://s.mj.run/Irp8Wd9SLIw>