Rain scratched his beard, then laughed to himself.
Of all the things he was worried over, a beard should have been the least of his concerns. But it had started growing and he lacked the skills and equipment to get rid of it. It had been months since the teams had been allowed a break to visit Farway, the only bastion of civilization allowed on Diurnus, but their latest hunt was far to the east from the city, north of the burning sub-continent of Vulcayiin. They had only one teleportation beacon - for the end of their hunt - and he hoped he'd be able to stop in at a barber after...
"Eyes up, titan-dragon incoming!" Cassiel warned over the comms.
"Yes Prime!" the team of nine, including Rainier, answered.