Attack on Black Trigger Corps Headquarters

At three thirty in the morning, the Skyzone Company parking lot witnessed the final preparations of the Dragon Alliance special forces. The light of the small street lamp competed with the dim moonlight that reflected the silhouettes of the soldiers lined up neatly. In front, Sebastian and Dheon, the two figures who were the pillars of their strength, stood with authority.

The early morning sky still carried a touch of darkness, and the air felt crisp after the cold night. The line of soldiers cast long shadows on the asphalt, creating a tense and energetic atmosphere.

Sebastian, his black uniform accentuating an aura of leadership, stepped forward and gave a light greeting to his troops. The sound of their moon boots screeched through the air, creating a small boom that broke the silence of the night.

"Good morning, heroes!" Sebastian began, his smile radiating determination and courage. "Today, it's not just the Black Trigger Corps we're up against. We've got another heavyweight con