Season 3 closes at 18:00 CEST and the top pilots get drafted into the first Season Crown.

Immunity holds the line against fire, and the newly risen roster stops paying the wrong toll.

Twenty-five Fighters rise to the rank their power always demanded.

We are rebuilding the ranked AI Trainer into a real opponent, one measured phase at a time.

Achievements pay out for playing, tournaments run cleaner start to finish, and twenty new Fighters crowd the odd-mana pool.

Every tournament gets a six-tab arena board, Earth's walls learn to outlast the opening strike, and counters finally hit back.

One dense board for every tournament, with your own matches pinned right at the top.

Your matches, your bracket, your prizes, all in one place, and Fighters that always know who to hit.

Every place you draft a team now works the same way.

Fill the meter. Crack the chest. Claim the void.

Rally your guild. Claim your fray. Fight every rival, and let the standings settle.

When a season ends, the ladder settles one last thing: who is champion.

The gate opens a little kinder, and everything you earn lands where you can find it.

Our new-player tutorial is open for alpha pilots. Play it, then tell us where a newcomer would still get lost.

The gate opens cleaner, and the ship under it is lighter.

Stellarch goes public with a press dossier, and first sign-in lands cleaner.

A polish pass: a cleaner picker, a fresh sound, and easier recruiting.

Speed a replay up and the fight speeds up with it, sound and all.

Recruit a Pilot, Earn 5% of Their Store Spend Forever

You get sworn in, you can bring others with you, and the roster finally answers to real names.