The massive ship's loading ramp descended with a hydraulic hiss and a woman stepped out from the darkness inside.
She wore a black military uniform that looked like it had been tailored specifically for combat.
A red armband wrapped around her left sleeve, stark against the black, displaying two letters in bold: MP.
Her visor cap sat perfectly straight, casting her face in shadow.
She walked down the ramp with measured steps, her boots hitting the ground with authority.
Then she stopped in front of Icarus and Zara, her hand snapping up in a crisp salute.
"Chief Inquisitor Vraka Scarlet, reporting to take the prospective Inquisitors to the A rank Giant portal region in the far north."
Her voice came out cold and clipped, each word precisely enunciated.
Icarus returned the salute, his expression grave.
