"I know some of you just arrived here, but believe me the sooner you learn about this place, the longer you can survive here" said Captain Steele, his voice echoing through the mobile construct as it rumbled out of the citadel.
The team assembled was an intriguing mix of fourteen individuals, each carrying their unique strengths and vulnerabilities.
Among them were four space knights, each bearing the emblem of their distinguished rank. Other than Captain Steele, a battle-hardened crescent moon magus whose seasoned gaze swept over his team with an unspoken promise of steadfast leadership, the rest were at the new moon level. The driver of the construct sat with his hands glued to the control panel, his eyes unwaveringly watching the path ahead. The remaining two were yesterday's survivors, although only new moon magus level, they were equipped with long-range weapons and made-shift armor created in the citadel.
