The neon glow of Zenith City pulsed beneath the sleek belly of the Prism Carrier, flagship of the Prism Corps. Inside the command center, Astra Blaze, her fiery red hair pulled back in a tight braid, surveyed the holographic map flickering before her. As the Prism Prime, the weight of the cosmos rested on her shoulders.Suddenly, Cygnus Vortex, the stoic telekinetic with eyes like swirling galaxies, materialized beside her. "The Xandrossian armada is closing in on Vega," he rumbled, his voice deep as space itself.Vega Specter, the ever-shifting phantom, materialized next, her form shimmering like a mirage. "They're after the Prism Archive," she stated, her voice laced with concern. The Archive housed dormant Prism Stones, each holding the potential for unimaginable power.Their old foe, Xanathar Prime, was at it again. The Xandrossian warlord, fueled by the corrupting darkness of the Dark Prism, craved ultimate dominion."We can't let them get their hands on those stones," Astra declared, her resolve hardening. "Centurions, prepare for battle!"The Ranks of the Prism CorpsThe Prism Corps, humanity's first line of defense, operated with a strict hierarchy:Prism Prime: Astra, wielding the Solar Prism, stood at the pinnacle. She possessed the most significant portion of the Prism Force, a cosmic energy source channeled through the Prism Stones. This granted her immense power manipulation and projection capabilities.Syfon Warriors: An elite regiment, these warriors, like Nebula Vortex, the rogue Prism Corps member, could siphon and redirect energy from others. Though not as powerful as the Prime, they held a revered position just below.Centurions: Composed of seasoned veterans like Cygnus Vortex, Centurions formed the upper tier. They boasted immense strength, lifting approximately 20 tons, and access to a greater portion of the Prism Force. From their ranks, the Prism Prime was chosen.Denarians: The mid-tier Denarians, including Vega Specter, possessed 75% of the Prism Force compared to Centurions. They were formidable fighters, wielding advanced technology and superior strength (lifting about 45 tons).Millennians: These versatile soldiers, like the stoic Orion Shield with his Celestial Prism, formed the backbone of the Corps. While lacking flight, they piloted one-man sky flyers and possessed incredible strength (lifting a staggering 90 tons) and limited invulnerability.Corpsmen: Fresh graduates from the Space Academy, Corpsmen were the entry point. Equipped with basic battle suits and limited access to the Prism Force, they served as the foundation, honing their skills for potential advancement.The Arsenal of LightThe Prism Corps wasn't just about individual strength. Their arsenal was a marvel of Vorlaxian engineering:Battle Suits and Combat Suits: These high-tech exoskeletons, tailored to each Prism Stone's power, offered energy shields, life support, and adaptive weaponry.Battle Ships and Combat Ships: The sleek Prism Carrier, along with other warships, dominated the skies. Hyper warp engines allowed for rapid interstellar travel, while plasma cannons and stealth technology ensured battlefield dominance.Transport: For swift planetary movement, Prism Gliders, sleek hover bikes fueled by Prism energy, zipped across alien landscapes. Hyper warp transporters and light-speed shuttles facilitated swift travel across vast distances.Weapons: From plasma rifles to energy swords and photon blasters, the Corps' arsenal harnessed the power of the Prism Stones for maximum efficiency.Gadgets: Advanced technology aided their missions. Holo-communicators facilitated instant communication, energy grapplers aided in navigation, and adaptive cloaking devices provided tactical advantages.With unwavering courage and a dazzling array of technology at their disposal, the Prism Corps stood as a beacon of hope against the encroaching darkness. The fate of the universe hinged on their next move.