"What the heck?"
Farrah's eyes squinted as the figure came into view.
At first glance, she thought he couldn't be a Foreign Survivor like her and Alfie. His gear was different, far beyond the rough, practical Tier‑1 Survivor Gear they had been given when they were transported here.
She remembered her own outfit clearly… a plain shirt under a dark jacket, durable pants with six pockets, sturdy boots, and a belt with simple pouches. It wasn't stylish, but it was functional, meant for survival.
Alfie's was the same. Every Foreign Survivor she had met wore that same uniform. They were durable and not easily scratched as well. It was as if there were some kind of unseen enchantments to them.
But this man… his gear was different, far beyond the rough Tier‑1 outfits she and Alfie had worn since arriving here.
His jacket looked sturdier, with extra padding across the chest and shoulders. It wouldn't even be surprising if it were bulletproof.
