"Just two grunts. Come on, time to clean up!"
At that moment, Koyanskaya, piloting the Imperial Titan, seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the smell of gunpowder on the battlefield. She raised a brow and let out an excited cry as the assault rifle in her hands and the missile pods all over her body roared to life in succession.
The unleashed firepower rained down like a meteor shower. Carrying the Temple Beam Rifle, Samael rolled, leaped, darted, and evaded. Under the Ancient Serpent's control, the heavy Mjolnir Powered Armor displayed unbelievable agility.
Those standard tactical maneuvers, elegantly weaving through the dense barrage, were a feast for the eyes, like a graceful waltz.
As he closed the distance, Samael did not forget to share intelligence with his temporary ally through the linked public channel.
"The weak points are the cockpit and the vents. You take the top, I'll take the bottom!"
"Hmph. I'll settle you first, then deal with him!"
Artoria snorted in response, but her body honestly shouted, "May the Force be with me!" She whirled her two lightsabers into an impenetrable wall, cutting apart the incoming projectiles as she charged alongside Samael on the ground toward the towering Imperial Titan.
"Know your place!"
Seeing two tiny ants bouncing about in her view and actually daring to attack a mammoth like herself, Koyanskaya's hands danced across the controls like butterflies among flowers. The sheer force and speed of her movements nearly snapped the control sticks.
The towering Imperial Titan now resembled an enraged tyrannosaur. At times, it swung its mechanical arms wrapped in energy fields, sweeping and smashing through nearby houses and buildings, shearing them in half. At other times, it used its keen senses to predict the pair's movements and frantically poured ammunition into their next landing points.
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