Pyron looked outside the window and watched as the ice crystals fall harshly outside, the winds and the cold violently pounding on the outside. At this point, his mind started to block out all the noise coming from the other people inside as well as the exterior ambience.

He was lost in his thoughts. For some reason he couldn't really shake the feeling that something was wrong, and he wasn't sure why. Then for no reason he remembered Daniel. It wasn't that long ago that they split ways, and then the realization hit him in the face.

Daniel didn't actually give him his contact information. He gave himself and internal facepalm and wondered how stupid he could get. It wasn't that he didn't trust Daniel enough to have him contact him, but there wasn't much point in being able to do so if he didn't have the means to get through to him.

He slouched back into his seat and gave a long sigh. It was strange, the armour he wore was a little bulky, and yet, it wasn't uncomfortable in any way at all. It barely weighed anything after you put it on, it was pretty breezy, it had cup holders, it was so good that he wouldn't mind if he didn't have to take it off.

He raised his hand as he looked at the carbon-fibre shell of the armour on his hand, the way it was so smooth and yet durable. It was still pretty flexible and sleek when you move around in it.

He tried exploring the software and tech that was inside the helmet. Looking at the visor as he picked it up, he stared at his reflection in the glass for awhile. He put it on right after that and an HUD interface had appeared. He looked at all the files that were programmed into the device.

This kind of technology was just based from those virtual-reality helmets that were created a few decades ago. This version is probably a whole lot better than the old ones, after all, the reason that the ever-so-popular "Neuro-syndex" was created from gaming companies coming together to create a revolutionary life changing device that will last indefinitely.

But eventually, they looked past games, and thought that they might as well patent it for everything else that was created at that point. It's funny how people can reach new heights and exceed their limits, if only they would stop fighting and join forces. Maybe if there wasn't all that war and near fallout situation had happened all those years ago, the human race could probably accomplish anything.

Of course that meant everyone has to stop fighting first. Which probably isn't going to happen any time soon, but the Knights World Order took one step closer to that future by uniting everyone. And ever since the Rifts started opening, it made even the more reason for people to band together and join them, to completely annihilate the Underdark, the Riftlings.

After about thirty minutes or so, they returned to the camp. Everyone got off and prepared to make the upcoming plans. Especially since a new opponent has revealed itself. Pyron made his way to the main caravan where the captain and the other Rank S agents were.

Inside the others were already seated and discussing their plans. His attention was immediately drawn by the Hunter. He brought his palm down hard onto the makeshift table.

"Ye can't be serious! I'm a hunter, not some kind o' grunt that does clean-up."

The captain sat back in his chair and stared right at the angry pirate.

"Look, the higher-ups decided that it be best if we strike hard and strike fast, so we're going to be in a speed-type mobile unit with the best qualified for the current mission."

"What?! Are ye saying that I'm not good enough?"

The swordsman with spectacles spoke up.

"That's enough of that. I'll be staying behind too."

Pyron decided that he should pipe into the conversation because he had no idea what they had just spoken about.

"Wait what? What's going on?"

The captain directed his gaze back onto the armoured youth. He sighed and scratched his head. He pulled up his Syndex and sent a file over to him.

Pyron's device made a boop as he received the file. He pulled it up and opened the message and it was from the Grand Council.

"They decided that were going to have to split up into three major groups. You and Cloak will be taking the mobile-unit A and will complete your main objective: To find and destroy the source of that dark pulse coming from this area. Glasses and the Pirate-"

"Stop callin' me that!" The pirate yelled out in an irritated tone.

"-the Hunter, will be staying behind and clearing out the area because if they should encounter the triple S, both of them should be able to handle it well enough, in the meanwhile me and the remaining crew will go ahead and scout around the sector to make sure that there isn't anything else that might cause a problem."

Everyone nodded in unison.

"Alright, now that you all have your orders, move out! We don't have time to waste." The captain got up and grabbed the two semi-automatic rifles that were under his seat.

Everyone did the same as they had taken out their equipment and prepared to dispatch from the group. I pulled up my helmet and wore it again, the flashing HUDs were still a little disorienting, but he was getting use to it.

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The captain pulled up his Syndex and sent out a transmission to all of the members present in the area, including everyone inside the caravan at that moment.

"Attention to all units, new orders has been issued and you are all required to accommodate them. I will be sending them out now, be sure to look for your ID number and what your role will be. Be sure to be at your designated area with your new unit members. We move out in five."

Then shortly after, everyone's Syndex flashed, signalling that he had sent out the orders. Everyone looked at them and began to move to their given positions.

Pyron gave an anxious look as he remembered he was stationed with the unstable magic user, the cloak. It's funny how the entire time he's been here he still doesn't know any of their names. Maybe he should ask them later on.

He walked out of the caravan and prepared his weapon. It gleamed ever so nicely in the light. The dark metal was very sharp and was significantly heavy, but the suit made it seem as light as a feather.

He hasn't really used it yet, he thought to himself that he should try to practice with it at least, but with no targets, he could only do a few test swings. He was about to try it out but he stopped, because right as he was about to do so, a window popped up on the display of his visor.

"Activate linked external device? Y/N" He blinked at this for awhile.

Then he selected yes. Right after he did so, the weapon that he was holding suddenly started to light up around the edges in a dark red energy. He remembered seeing the swords properties awhile ago when he was riding in the caravan and saw that the sword had a prototype core of a very powerful material.

The name wasn't familiar to him at all, but just by seeing the energy level coming from it, he could tell that it wasn't any ordinary core. In fact, it had more energy in the weapon than the actual suit itself.

And now that he tried swinging it, it felt a lot faster and as he would do so, energy would be released from it and it was very strong as he could feel the residue left in the air from within the armour.

"Whoa." He stared in awe at the weapon he was wielding.

It was definitely going to be useful against what he would probably have to fight. He placed it back onto his waist and walked to the mobile unit that he was assigned to.

He saw it being loaded up and outside stood the cloak staring at the soldiers bringing equipment into the vehicle. He got closer to the area and saw the cloak still grinning widely. He cringed knowing how strong and scary this individual is.

Before he could get into the vehicle though, the cloak faced right into his direction. He jumped up a little as he was startled. The other agent tilted their head to the side and brought up their hand.

Pyron was sweating nervously. He knew that that meant he was going to try something. He placed his hand over his weapon in anticipation. Even though it was freezing right now, he was starting to sweat.

Then a glowing circle with strange runes appeared all of a sudden, and then when the cloak snapped their fingers, a bolt of black lightning shot out and went straight for Pyron.

He wasn't fast enough to block it at all and it hit him right in the torso, but as it collided, a large burst of energy was released all of a sudden from the armour, and completely dispersed the bolt. And the grin from the cloak disappeared, and they gave off a very confused look.

The cloak stood there for a second staring at the armoured teen. Then suddenly looked over to the side where the soldiers that were loading up the equipment, were now staring at them.

And then they raised their hand again with another chaotic grin, the soldiers were startled and started packing the equipment again as they panicked.

Pyron got into the caravan shortly after along with his new temporary partner. They sat on the seats right behind the drivers. The cloak then looked over to Pyron again and reached a hand out to him.

He stared at him for a second and hesitated, before placing his hand on theirs, and then they just had their hands on top of each other for a couple of seconds. He found it a little strange, but then the cloak removed their hand and stared out the window again.

Pyron pulled his hand back and stared at it. Though it was only for a few seconds, he felt that he had earned something, was it trust? Maybe it was acceptance or approval? He wasn't sure, but he felt like he bonded a lot closer to his semi-hostile partner.

Pyron also looked outside from his seat and could feel a rush of excitement and anticipation, to which was unmatched by anyone else. The determination he had to prove himself worthy of being a Rank S agent, to everyone, for his friends, and to avenge Kuro.

Whatever was going to happen, he was ready for it.