As the sparring session wrapped up, the six friends sat down, catching their breath in the ship's training room. Tahir looked around, noting the determined expressions on their faces. They had become more than just friends they were a team with a shared purpose.
Tahir cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "Since we're getting closer to our mission, I think it's time we talk about the faction. If we're going to do this right, each of us should have a role."
The others nodded in agreement, leaning forward with anticipation.
"Zahra, I'd like you to be the advisor," Tahir said, meeting her gaze. "You're always calm and level-headed, and your experience could keep us on the right track. We'll need someone who sees things from a different angle."
Zahra's expression softened, a hint of pride flashing in her eyes. "I'll do my best," she replied, a rare smile tugging at her lips.
