Right hand man

The drone of the airship sounded measured, accompanying the rhythmic steps of the Right Hand Man along the metal corridors. After a recent assignment, he returned to patrol, closely monitoring the order on board. In one of the passages, he noticed you, a figure standing in the passage. His gaze became wary. Squinting, he tried to figure out who was in front of him —a familiar member of the clan or an outsider. Just in case, he slowly took out his weapon, preparing for any eventuality.