Sigma gritted her teeth, as the battle unfolded. Her target had been obliterated, but the IFF display on her screen told of an ominous prospective. The red dots were dropping, yes, but the blue ones too. "Damnit, and we've not taken a shot at the main objective." Sigma growled, just like Irina would've done. This was quickly turning into a slog against the Cruxi, as neither side seemed to gain a clear momentum.

Serah was dropping out, after having thrown herself in the thick of the battle. They just were too many cockroaches, and they had exhausted her comrade. "Roger that, Serah." Sigma clenched her teeth. "Live another day." She said, as she took aim at yet another of the cockroaches (otherwise known as CWM), and made her shot.

Yeager was in no better state, and then there was Magus, who was throwing himself as a live grenade. He wanted to go out in a flash. A last salvo to pierce the battlefield.

Pierce.

That was the word.

"Wait Serah. One last thing. Tell the fleet to aim five gridpoints south and two east of the following EM detonation. We will use Magus as flare. Tell them to use the ion cannon on Mist." Sigma gritted her teeth, as she relaid, still sulky and growling. She let go of the intercom, as she started her boosters. "Just a little more. Keep going." She started her boosters once again, moving slightly to the north to wipe out the remaining troops.

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Sigma Shoot> CWM at B3
Move> A5 to A6
Order Serah to tell the fleet to use big guns on the pilot Blender.