With the teams set, Moon took the initiative, turning to the four fighters who would be his unit for the operation.
"I'll keep it short," he said, his tone easy and composed. "Most of you probably know me already, or know of me, I'm Moon and I'm flexible. I can hold the front line or work from the back, melee or ranged, whatever the situation calls for. I'd rather hear about the rest of you, since knowing what each of us brings is what'll keep us alive out there. So let's go around."
He deliberately kept his own introduction brief. Better to let his teammates reveal themselves first while he assessed them.
Raven went first, because of course he did.
The lunatic assassin leaned forward with that ever-present grin, his eyes glinting with energy. He was lean and wiry, dressed in dark, close-fitting gear designed for silent movement, standard for an assassin.
