Zion knights, back in the day, were ferocious proud warriors, valiant defenders of the empire and dangerous enemies. Used to break enemy formations and engage fast melee based opponents who can usually assassinate flanks of infantry rather quickly. They were the shields of their marksman, the bullies of the enemies own marksman, the iron hammer that smashed down upon those foolish enough to stray into their range.

Their vast psyonic and physical assaults causing tremendous damage and making them a huge threat to all infantry targets. Even medium vehicles were vulnerable to them if they were strong enough. Singular Zion knights were a massive problem, but squads of them, properly supported with infantry, mechs, air support and heavy barges? Now that was a strong force.

These days however, Zion knights are becoming ever rarer, some dying of old age, others hunted down and killed by DA bounty hunters. What few remain try to hide and bury their heritage. But there are those Zion knights, those Zion knights, the ones who were always out on the front lines, disobeying orders in order to get closer to the action faster... the ones only fuelled by injury or the threat of death... the ones who push past physical limits in ways that others can only dream of... the ones who the assassins who were sent to remove them, end up running from. Cold sweat pouring down their terror stricken faces as they release what kind of a beast they stirred up. There's a reason why the DA stopped the Zion Knight project and its these knights.

They will not hide, they will not lie down and accept their fate like a dog. You find them at your own risk.

He may be trapped right now. But soon enough, he'll be free. And there are none that can stand between these knights, and their freedom. Not even death itself.

Commission by  fox-die