— Beaumont, September 17th, 7am —
I stood at the edge of Beaumont, just steps away from the I-10 bridge over the Sabine River with a team of 250 soldiers, 50 of which were Stage One Ascendants—humans whose stats were around the 7 or 8 point benchmark—all armed. I had Rai'ki hung on my waist, with the ARC-V43 Paladin rifle in hand and the NMX-ZERO Whisper Fang pistol lying quietly in my chest gun holster.
Beside my team was another batch of 250 soldiers, 50 of which were also Stage One Ascendants, led by Lt. Kenza Dorran, a B-rated military-affiliated Limitless with rich experience in battles like this. Unlike my team, which just ignored me, hers interacted with her, sharing information amongst themselves and seeking her thoughts on matters.
It was clear they respected her, probably because this wasn't her first time on the front lines with them.
