Melee 3

He had not even had time to understand what had happened in that instant when, through the main monitor, he saw a sight that made his heart and guts split apart: his own left arm—the powerful mechanical arm that had just been gripping the massive Break Ball, "Mjolnir"—had been severed cleanly at the shoulder. The cut was smooth as a mirror, glowing an eerie orange-red from the heat.

Along with that vicious Break Ball, it completely separated from the machine and, under gravity's pull, spun helplessly down toward the blue ocean below.

Having completed that surgical strike, the white streak did not pause or slow in the slightest.

It traced a dazzling yet merciless arc through the air and closed in again. Under Clotho Buer's terrified gaze, it slammed its shoulder with savage, overwhelming force into the chest of the Raider Gundam, which had just lost an arm and completely lost its balance.

With a dull, thunderous boom, like a battering ram striking a city gate, the tremendous kinetic force erupted in an instant. The Raider Gundam's heavy body was violently knocked away without the slightest ability to resist, like a battered plastic toy casually tossed aside by a child. It tumbled through the air, trailing black smoke as it fell into the distance.

Only then did everyone on the battlefield—temporarily brought to a halt by that sudden, lightning-fast upheaval—finally have the chance to focus their eyes and sensors on the uninvited guest responsible for the chaos. Kira Yamato, Athrun Zala, and even Canard Pars, who had been brimming with fighting spirit moments ago, finally saw the true form of the object that had knocked the Raider Gundam away.

It was a pure-white MS, one they had never seen in any database or on any battlefield.

It hovered silently high