Just as Xiao Ran piloted the white mecha into the air with its legs bent and flames blasting from the wings behind it, a huge cluster of icy blossoms covered in countless spikes erupted from the back of the dragon he had struck. Some unknown power had been injected into the dragon's body, causing this special piercing weapon to burst into icy flowers within it.
The appearance of the icy blossoms made the dragon throw back its head and shriek. A massive cluster of ice grew from its flesh, piercing through meat and tough hide before burrowing even deeper. The dragon's uncontrollable cries of agony were more than enough to show just how much damage it had suffered.
"So strong, so strong... Why can he do something like that with the same kind of mecha? Is this the strength of a legendary hero?"
Within the combat formation of the Yajenar First Squadron, Hilda, a girl with long red hair piloting a red PM, could not suppress her amazement at Xiao Ran's smooth, flowing combat movements.
Inside another pink mecha that was firing its gun while flinging out a boomerang blade to sever a flying dragon's head, Vivian, a smaller short-haired girl, spoke indistinctly around the lollipop in her mouth. "It's riddle time. Guess whether that guy will die?"
The Yajenar First Squadron currently fighting here consisted of six women, including Vivian and Hilda. The oldest were in their twenties, while the youngest, Vivian, was only around twelve or thirteen. Every one of them had a distinct personality—steady, lively, innocent, gentle, cautious, timid. A single encounter was enough to leave a strong impression on anyone.
After Vivian spoke, a gentle voice followed. A woman with long pink hair spoke kindly, like an older sister. "You mustn't say things like that carelessly.