Renegades ✮

As the first skiff opened fire, Jax didn't dive for cover. He leaned into the wind, the neon glow of the city caught in his visor, and pulled the trigger. They weren't just stealing power; they were sparking a revolution.

"Get the Core," Jax said, unholstering his rifle and turning toward the approaching Enforcer skiffs. "I’ll make sure they remember why they call us Renegades." Renegades

Should the story continue with a through the spires, or should we focus on a betrayal from within their own crew? As the first skiff opened fire, Jax didn't dive for cover

The ground began to hum. A low, rhythmic thrumming vibrated through their boots as the massive Mag-Lev freighter groaned onto the tracks above. It carried "The Core"—a stabilized fusion cell capable of powering the Silt for a decade, or leveling a city block if dropped. "Go," Jax commanded. "Get the Core," Jax said, unholstering his rifle

They were the Renegades—not by choice, but by debt. In New Veridia, you either owned a piece of the sky or you were buried under the weight of it. Jax and Kael had spent their lives scavenging the scraps of the elite, but tonight, they were taking the whole damn meal.