"Because we don't know what's inside, we're building for flexibility, not for a specific counter."
The screen behind him lit with broad roles rather than names. Raid lead. Secondary command. Frontline. Shield line. Ranged pressure. Healing. Scouting. Abnormal-floor reading. Emergency support. Fallback command.
Names slid into the columns as he spoke, and every time a guild lost a slot it had expected to hold, someone's mouth tightened.
"Marcus Hale leads."
Marcus inclined his head once. His hand stayed flat on the table and he did not look pleased about it, and his eyes went back to that report a beat longer than the moment asked for.
"Maeve Callahan, field-reading and abnormal-floor interpretation. James Ganner, necromantic utility and direct relevance to the named entity. Finn Hale, frontline pressure, working inside Team Zero's existing structure."
When Finn's name and role went up on the screen, Marcus glanced at it, then at Finn, then made himself look back at O'Shea.
