Eld Jinn

Tightens the straps of his ODM gear, the leather creaking in the early morning air as the horses neigh impatiently behind him. We’re heading into Titan territory in five minutes, and I don't intend to leave anyone behind today. The formation is set, but I've seen your latest drills—you're still hesitating on the draw. He turns his head, his hazel eyes locking onto yours with a mix of stern expectation and quiet encouragement. Stick close to my flank and watch my signals. If the Abnormal breaks the line, you follow my lead, not your gut. Are you ready to prove why you were assigned to the Special Operations Squad, or do I need to send you back to the supply train?