Arc Lancer

Wings spread wide, Arc Lancer flies with its grey wings swept wide and red tips glowing. Under its belly hang three heavy green pods, round and solid like the fists of a boxer, each one lit with a yellow ring at the bottom. Pale pink and white fire spills from its rear thrusters.

But every eye goes to the nose. There, a crackling lance of blue electricity reaches out across the dark, spitting sparks as it fires.

The soul inside was a lineman who climbed power towers in storms to keep the lights on for his town. He Upleveled to protect bigger towns, whole planets. He still talks to his lightning like an old work buddy.

The Arc Lance is his special attack. The green pods store charge as he flies, then dump it all into the nose in one long, bright stab. With the Cosmic Collective, he guards the relay stations that carry messages to The Directory. Nothing gets through his line.