They geared up, the weight of their armor a constant reminder of the responsibility on their shoulders. As they climbed into the waiting hovercraft, Kai took a moment to breathe in the city's air, the scent of their home mixing with the faint metallic tang of the Gormorker's presence. Frode's hand hovered over the controls, his knuckles white with tension. "Ready?"
Kai nodded, the engine's whine drowning out his reply. The hovercraft shot into the night sky, the city lights receding below them as they headed toward the danger. The mission was simple: locate the Gormorker scouting party and report back with intel. The engagement was strictly forbidden unless escape was impossible.
