Federation Headquarters:
The towering structure of the Federation Headquarters stood imposingly under the clear sky, its gleaming metal exterior reflecting the sunlight. Inside, the atmosphere was tense.
The Federation Head, Ben, stood nervously before two intimidating figures: Clinton Francis and Sally Johns, both legends in their own right. Clinton, a man who appeared to be in his mid-forties, possessed an aura that could shake entire armies.
His well-defined features and sharp eyes revealed the years of experience and battles he had fought, although his actual age was a well-guarded secret that could astonish even the oldest warriors.
Beside him stood Sally Johns, an equally fearsome warrior, with a cold yet dignified presence. Her tall frame and piercing blue eyes made her seem untouchable, her beauty as striking as her strength.