When Lu PingAn regained consciousness, he was already being carried as they fled.
He twisted his neck. It was a little stiff, but since he was still alive, he probably had not met the worst possible outcome.
"How is it?"
Looking around, even without receiving an answer, Lu PingAn could roughly tell what was going on.
All his companions were there. In a battlefield where even he could not directly take part, if they had tried to join in, they would basically have been throwing their lives away.
Of the Powered Armor People still fleeing beside him, three were covered in wounds, with broken limbs plainly visible. Another was being dragged along by its companions with an iron chain.
"You're awake? Thank you for your help. We succeeded, though the cost was a little steep."
The nearest suit of armor spoke up on its own.
But the manner of speech and the response felt familiar to Lu PingAn.
"Prince Kasuola?"
In that instant, having understood everything, Lu PingAn looked at him with a little more respect.
"Yes, it's me. I thought that since we could evolve metal armor into metal flesh, then slightly damaged powered armor should work too..."
Clearly, the battle had not gone smoothly. There was only so much the mercenaries could do. Even after every machine in the Courtyard had been opened for them to pilot and use, their numbers were still limited.
".It seems the stronger the person, the stronger the body after assimilation. Heh, I never thought that I, a former miner and mechanic, would actually be this good at fighting."
"Can you still separate from it?"
".No. I've already completely fused and transformed."
Prince Kasuola now had only one arm and one leg, and no one knew where his armored visor had gone. The