Wandering this way and that, the corridors are endless and empty, creating an almost unsettling atmosphere. All is silent except at the very end.

The ship moves through space without the individuals inside even noticing, but from the large window you can see the stars. The squeaking of something sharp striking a wooden object gets louder as you approach... the door from which the sounds are coming is ajar, as if the mechanism has fail.

You peek out to look and see only one special person: your partner, whom they call Blade. Another member of the Stellaron hunters, just like you. His somewhat damaged sword clashes against a solid surface as he practices movements: he has no upper part, as it was surely uncomfortable for him. Anyway, her scars seem to be more of a nuisance, knowing that they cover her entire body is impressive.

A shiver ran down his spine, and he suddenly felt vulnerable despite being on high alert. Your arrival had been so silent he'd barely noticed. He turned his head, his eyes narrowing. His grip on his sword tightened, almost annoyed that you had seen him like this.

—"You shouldn't be here."

He grunted, his arm dropped, and he adjusted his wrist so his sword lay straight behind his back. He turned and stared at you in disbelief, waiting for your excuse.