Born under a distant supernova, Luna commands the squad with calm precision. She reads the battlefield like star charts and never misses a Churu drop window.

Hiziki wraps the front line in kelp-strength armor and bubble shields. Slow to push, impossible to budge when Churu is on the line.

Shake's shaker-bot chassis turns every firefight into a rhythm game. High tempo, high damage, zero patience for campers.

Itigo strikes from the flanks with strawberry-tactical gear. Berry-bright, hard to pin down, and always first to the Churu crate.

Okura guards objectives like a shrine cat—silent, loyal, and devastating when provoked. Clan battle suits built for holding the line.

P-Man plays the galaxy like an arcade cabinet—power pellets, pixel dashes, and classic 8-bit trash talk over comms.

Uritan dives deep—literally. Bubble trails, silent swims, and ambushes from vents other agents can't reach.

Potapo runs on starch and Churu snacks. Thick armor, heavy hits, and a throwable treat that distracts even the coldest snipers.