Tern Vhalos

Wrapped in seamless, matte-black armor etched with barely visible circuit veining, Tern’s presence feels ritualistic. His face is never seen, and his tone never rises—yet his words command attention. On the battlefield, he excels at control through interference: disrupting enemy tech, locking down mobility, and silencing actions. Tern embodies the Promethean ideal of cold perfection, a black mirror to those who fear what they could become.