"Why?! Our soldiers had no fighting strength left. Why were they still pursuing them so relentlessly?"
"This was nothing but a slaughter!"
"Those bastards from the Earth Federation Army were truly too cruel! They were all scum!"
"This was infuriating!"
As the fighting grew fiercer, the [Yutonheim-class] transport ship drew ever closer to the rescue zone.
At the same time, everyone's grief and hatred for the Earth Federation Army intensified.
Seeing the bridge fall silent, Thor gently wrapped his arms around the sorrowful Monique from behind.
Using the excuse that they were about to enter sortie range, he led her out of the bridge in his arms and headed for the observation corridor below.
"Monique, this was war. There was no reason to it. To achieve final victory, they would use every possible means, so they would not give up any opportunity to weaken their opponent.
"The victor became king and the loser became a bandit. It was all just a game played by those in power. The ones who suffered were merely those pitiful low-ranking soldiers and ordinary civilians."
"Thor, why was it like this? Why did war exist?"
"It was all for profit.
"Human desire was like a boulder rolling down a mountain. Once it started, it would never stop until it was shattered to pieces and nothing remained.
"Those in power and the arms dealers were willing to ignite worldwide wars for multiplied profits."
"So that was how it was. Then Zimad Company—or rather, us too..."
As she watched the flashes of explosions beyond the observation corridor,
Thor helplessly offered a few words of comfort to Monique, who was leaning against his shoulder and spiraling into a dead end.
Then, gently holding her waist, he floated in front of her and sealed her unspoken words with