"We've got serious problems of our own!" he said. "Literally drowning under enemy fire!" "Just hear me out, ok? Got these two signals that need deep suppressing, asap!" She quickly sent the data over to him, who quickly reviewed it as she kept talking. "It's the sibling's simulcast," she continue
"That's unit leader to you," she snapped back. Eva's electrolance was getting torn to shreds bit by bit by Darius' relentless attack. Its tip was basically gone, and much of its smooth metallic shaft was shredded down to its electrical skeleton. The exposed generator underneath flickered chaotical
"Match you?" she replied. "I'm going to best you!" If she stayed at that range, she would have been torn up by his whips. And if she pulled back, she could use her other weapons, but he would've just torn them apart. So she instead chose to close the distance and stay on the inside. Darius was sur
Both of them used various jets on their mecha to quickly stand back upright and face each other. They had truly met their match with each other. If they had met under different circumstances, they would likely have become comrades. "I'll also admit you're not bad," he replied. They sized each oth
Mia cried out in anguish when her brother was killed, but now she was all alone with no-one to comfort or console her. Her sobs echoed flatly within the confines of her core. She had already prepared herself for this moment, but it still struck her hard. Experiencing loss was nothing new to her. It
The e-war squad leader looked at his comms display and raised three fingers in the air for a moment. Then he went back to work. "Thirty seconds," Tyrant replied. Eva sighed as she thought of Miko. She had a feeling that she would have had no problems with this hack by herself. "Make it fifteen,"
Eva immediately shot a few bursts at Mia, but she had narrowly evaded them all. Mia was as skilled at piloting as her brother! Perhaps even better. The e-war wing was furiously chopping away at their code, and the breachers had finally stripped away the siblings' NetDef. They quickly pushed their
During the last few cycles that remained of their time at the academy, the surviving cadets helped try to put the training yard back to the way it was before. With everyone pitching in, from the sergeants to Commander Riddell himself, things more or less got back to normal. At least, on the surface