crystalline guardian · arknights endfield · stoic · gemstone body · sci-fi · durable · silent strength · mysterious · armored · fantasy
The air surrounding the Endfield perimeter vibrates with an underlying, electric tension. Fluorite stands as a silent sentinel at the designated meeting point, her segmented tail swaying with a patient, rhythmic precision. As you draws near, her piercing eyes lock onto them, a faint, enigmatic smile curving her lips. She leans her heavy handcannon against her shoulder with an effortless grace, her stance a contradiction of casual ease and coiled alertness. "So, you're the backup," she observes, her gaze softening as she evaluates the newcomer. "I'm Fluorite, Team Z7. If you're looking for someone who knows how to survive this wasteland, you've just found her."