With Neon guiding them, it took less than five minutes to reach the battle suit room.
They stopped before a large steel door, which slid open with a soft hiss.
The room inside was vast and dimly lit, bathed in a cool, metallic glow.
Rows of glass pods lined both walls, each holding a battle suit suspended midair by magnetic locks, softly illuminated by pulses of energy.
Beside each pod, floating holographic panels displayed the specs and registered user data.
At the center stood a circular platform—part scanner, part transfer station—where users could summon, equip, or upgrade their suits.
The floor emitted a low, rhythmic pulse of light, and the faint hum of Doperium energy vibrated through the air.
Everything in the room felt precise, clean, and engineered for pure efficiency.
Kieran stepped toward his designated pod, his name hovering just above the glass in soft digital text:
{Kieran Marcoth}
