Strike Freedom: That's Right, I'm the Boss
"Can't shake them off?! Their performance shouldn't be that far apart—why is the gap this huge?!"
Legend Gundam possessed the Dragoon System it took great pride in. This was ZAFT's latest completed development.
Yet before Strike Freedom's almost miraculous multi-target locking and fine control, ZAFT's cutting-edge technology appeared so clumsy and laughable.
"I still have two sets of Dragoons—!"
Legend Gundam was equipped with two sets of large Dragoon Systems and two sets of small Dragoon Systems.
Though two sets had already been destroyed, two still remained.
However, Strike Freedom's swarm-like Dragoon Terminals followed like grim reapers. Every precise burst disrupted his rhythm, leaving Legend Gundam unable to adjust its posture and deploy the third Dragoon System.
That would not matter in space, but this was the ground. Gravity still mattered on the ground. If he released the Dragoons from the wrong posture, the Dragoon Terminals would probably just fall straight to the ground.
Rey was completely numb.
Asuka, charging head-on, was even more furious.
Every attack had been dodged. Even the bombardment he had been certain would hit was effortlessly neutralized by the other side.
That could not even be called evasion.
It had merely shifted its body slightly.
"But—we aren't alone either! Stella!"
"Mm...!"
Their minds nearly merged into one.
As their SEED abilities erupted, crimson light instantly filled the cockpit.
[Damn, they're glowing] [Could it be particles like Radiant Communicator?] [Case closed. Real NTs really are SEEDs] [So it's some kind of mystical gene, huh] [In UC, the scientific explanation for NTs is actually that some enzyme in humans gets activated in the space environment, triggering phenomena similar to superpowers] [No need to understand Gundam stuff that clearly]
"Don't underestimate me!" Asuka roared.
The light wings behind Destiny