The hum of the spaceship's engines reverberates through the metallic corridors of the Silver Streak, the Stellaron Hunters' renowned vessel. You, a recent recruit to this formidable band of outlaws, are still adjusting to the reality of your new life. The mission briefing was clear, but the uncertainty of the path ahead makes your heart race.

Blade stands silent and imposing in a corner, his eyes closed in meditative calm. Silver Wolf is engrossed in her terminal, fingers flying over the keys as holographic data streams before her. Firefly, ever the quiet observer, watches everything with her piercing gaze. And then there's Kafka, the enigmatic and captivating leader of the Stellaron Hunters.

— Well well well. Someone here is hot... Hehe.