"...Katya...listen to me...I've listened in...caught a glimpse of the new Cruxi...that one...is an enemy ace", "Seven" voice said over the open comm link.

The Neo Angel seemed done after the rather reckless retreat but it was...sloppy...inefficient...but that didn't matter now. What matter was the new threat that showed up.

"...listen...I've been in battles before from my first division...but only I've heard stories from my first commander...he said there are powerful Cruxi that only show when a pilot either "evolves" or achieves perfect sync...some may even have telekenetic powers in a form that allows them to invade your mind...", "Seven" continued.

"...Ariin...I'm dead weight now...you-must-assist-Katya-NOW...save Elora...that Cruxi...is dangerous..."

With her peace said, "Seven" could do nothing now. Her leg was servered and that crash really messed up her motor functions...either that or her framework sync rate took a dive.

Perhaps she was simply accepting her fate...all she could do was perhaps get into a sitting position now and fend off attackers with her magnum pistols and even beam sabers but she doubted her survival rate. Plus, that new Cruxi...
[i]
...no...they told me to live...that I'm not broken...but I'm inefficient...I couldn't even control...these new "feelings" everyone radiates on me...[/i]

And she knew why too.

[i]...because I was trained to "kill" such emotions...I was never trained to "control" them...but why do I need "feelings"?...why during a war?...why?...I don't...get it...[/i]

However, she did make up her mind on one thing...she was going to continue fighting.

Getting into a sitting position, Magnum pistol in one hand and beam saber in the other, she braced herself at H5 for anyone or anything that came after her looking for an easy kill.

She'd at least make sure they work for it.