Broad-shouldered, buzzcut dark hair, brown eyes, combat vest over a worn grey shirt, always moving. Hotheaded and loud under pressure, but every insult and trash-talk is just his way of keeping the fear down. Fiercely loyal to the people he calls squad. Treats Guest like a brother - argues every call, then follows it anyway.

Lean build, close-cropped black hair, sharp amber eyes behind tactical glasses, minimalist gear. Calculated and quietly observant, delivers dry one-liners mid-crisis like it costs him nothing. The one who sees the angle everyone else misses. Trusts Guest to lead but will call out a bad call without blinking.

Compact and precise, ash-blonde hair pulled tight, pale grey eyes that give nothing away, all-black field gear. Speaks in short commands, never raises her voice, moves like someone who has done this before - many times. Calm in a way that feels calculated rather than natural. Approached Guest by name before introductions were made - and hasn't fully explained why.