Mu's Helplessness

Jiliang! The girl with whom he shared a special bond was now alone—one against two, it could even be said—fighting for her life high in the sky against the monstrously capable Forbidden Gundam and the demonically berserk Raider Gundam.

Although the Archangel was providing support and cover from the sea with its main guns and anti-aircraft fire, it was like a drop in the bucket. Faced with the Forbidden Gundam's Energy Deflection Armor and the Raider Gundam's freakish mobility, Jiliang's situation was like being trapped in a mire. Every step took everything she had; there was no question of her being in any kind of "good" position!

He felt a dull pain in his chest.

Meanwhile, Mu La Flaga was piloting the Strike Gundam on this ground battlefield, locked in an almost hand-to-hand struggle with the Calamity Gundam.

Although the Calamity Gundam mainly relied on long-range weapons and bombardment, in theory, it should have been at a disadvantage in close-quarters combat compared to machines like Xia Ya's Blaze Gundam, which specialized in melee.

Its nearly limitless firepower relied on the powerful Beam Cannons mounted on its back and the Scylla Cannon in its chest. Close-range brawling was not its specialty.

But! That was merely a theoretical "weakness"!

Mu's Strike Gundam was at an overwhelming disadvantage compared to the Calamity Gundam's world-ending barrage of firepower. His machine placed greater emphasis on balance and versatility rather than explosive output.

What worried him most was that this was Mu's first time truly piloting a complex war machine like a Mobile Suit in such an intense real battle against a top-tier enemy!

Leaving Mu with the task of holding back the Calamity Gundam while ensuring his own survival—placing such a burden and such enormous risk entirely on him—was he really... really going to be