Zeos

The planet Zeos bears the scars of the Marshal's sustained bombardment, its once-verdant surface now pocked with craters and choked with the acrid stench of ozone and burning rock. The air hums with residual energy from the deflected missiles, their impact leaving not just physical devastation but a lingering malevolent aura—exactly what the Doctor and Romana had labeled the 'planet of evil.' The atmosphere vibrates with an unnatural tension, as if the planet itself recoils from its corrupted fate, its normal rhythms disrupted by the cosmic violence unleashed upon it. The oxidized crust is cratered from endless orbital strikes, with sickly yellow storms churning through a poisoned atmosphere thick with acrid smoke and the metallic tang of burning ore. Fractured cities jut from eroded plateaus like broken teeth, and the ruins of once-great industry spew dark plumes from collapsed chimneys. The skeletal remains of fleets drift in invisible gravitational currents, their wreckage reduced to ion trails. From high orbit, Zeos appears as a fragile, dying beast barely containing the chambers of its own collapse.