The deeper into Solace Verge they went, the more the city revealed its true nature.
Rebecca Kain led Anastasia through bustling arteries of neon and alloy, past towering spires, market halls, and energy-lit plazas where Initiate and Symbiotic Resonance Beast Masters moved in purposeful currents.
They approached a building that set itself apart.
It was shaped like a crescent moon, the arched structure gleaming with a chrome-white surface that shimmered under the underground sky's false starlight.
The crescent wasn't just aesthetic.
It radiated authority.
The kind of place that didn't advertise its importance.
You simply knew.
Anastasia's sharp eyes took in the Beast Masters clustered near the entrance, lean, hardened figures dressed in muted, tailored combat suits, each bearing weapons crafted for efficiency over flash.
Inside, the air buzzed with quiet conversation, the clink of glasses, the hum of holographic data streams floating mid-air.
