Emery and the Hall 6 squad of 50 acolytes arrived at their designated dock within Nixar Space Station, ready to embark on their newly assigned mission.
The station bustled with activity; personnel and magus officers moved at an urgent pace. The acolytes, still adjusting to the intensity of this environment, observed the surroundings with a mix of awe and anticipation.
As they approached the logistics center, Klea stepped forward to meet the quartermaster, a military officer responsible for supplies and handed him their mission details.
The officer scanned the paperwork and soon, a stern-faced, middle-aged man approached them, a half-moon magus, accompanied by his small team of five crescent-moon magus.
"So, you're our backup?" he questioned, his tone carrying an edge of skepticism.
Klea nodded. "I guess we are," she replied.
