Whoosh!
Vrrrm!!
Yzak, the red-uniformed elite of P.L.A.N.T., had finally managed to get close to the newly appeared M1 Astray he had set his sights on—The one with "01" painted on its chest—and force it into close-quarters combat, just like his Duel Gundam, with shield against shield and beam saber against beam saber.
Bang!
First, the two high-speed mobile suits charging at each other collided violently shield-first in midair above the sea!
Then, since the two combatants were moving at roughly the same speed, but the Duel Gundam weighed nearly ten tons more, the M1 Astray was naturally shoved hard to the side by Yzak's advantage in mass, and nearly lost its balance.
Unfortunately, the M1 Astray really was a little more maneuverable...
Clang!!
Thanks to the superb piloting skills and bloodline enhancements bought by the pilot of some god's squad, Yzak charged in again, ready to cut down his enemy. To his astonishment, however, his Duel Gundam not only failed to hit the enemy in that instant, but was instead slashed deeply by the M1's beam saber, from its right shoulder down across the PS armor on its chest and abdomen!
Although the attack hadn't damaged the mobile suit's inner frame, vital wiring, hydraulic lines, or anything else, and hadn't affected its normal operation, several plates of PS armor across the front of Yzak's Duel Gundam had grown dim after being slashed. The enemy had clearly damaged some of the phase-shift armor plates, forcing them to lose their near-immunity to ballistic attacks.
For a while, Yzak, who had been counting on close combat to defeat the enemy, found himself in an even more desperate predicament than when he had been trading shots with the enemy using beam rifles!
"Ugh..."
"!!"
Suddenly, another cry of pain came over Aslan's team