They were falling like flies to her scythe and the other gundams with the artillery fire being more like insult upon injury. Sneaking up behind one she activated the buster shield and stabbed the odd mobile suit behind showing a flash of green of the beam blade showing it self through the front of its chest. This was her forced style of fighting stealth and geurilla tactics she hated how she had to do this nothing on the deathscythe he was a good partner for what she was forced to do for OZ. Still she longed for the days of honor and facing people face to face in duels of skill and honor. The very same thoughts that was often the principles behind Trieze's rule she was taught under those ideals and so it was probably ingrained but she could care less.