A Pioneer of World War Three

The Exoskeletons that accompanied Seeker numbered less than a dozen. It was a shocking squad that confused Zeraphine. They were supposed to take over an Underwater City. And raiding such a large vessel should have required an army. But instead of that, a small team was sent as if the Progenitor wanted to flex the technology they have.

The Exoskeleton suit that they wore barely had any technology or tools to shoot. Apart from a sword based on Pangean Eradication technology and the basic ranged guns, the group had no discernible tech.

"Stay here. I'll go ahead. Join the battle later."

"Where's the city? My scans don't sense anything." Lara asked.

"The Phallic is trembling. Oh, sorry. That sounded creepy and wrong. As Phalanx, we are in sync with a certain element that is used in this suit. And that's how we just know..."

"I see. Go ahead. I'll be watching."

"I need to impress you more." Seeker smiled as he charged forward.