Chaos 4

He stared blankly at everything that had happened in an instant, his mouth unconsciously hanging open, his eyes filled with disbelief. From the white mobile suit's appearance to its smooth, effortless disabling of the Earth Alliance's two most advanced units, the entire process had likely taken less than thirty seconds.

That speed, that precision, that piloting skill that seemed to elevate combat into an art...

Even he, the self-proclaimed strongest Super Coordinator, felt a tremor rising from the depths of his soul.

Meanwhile, inside Freedom Gundam's cockpit, Jiliang likewise widened her beautiful violet eyes as she stared at the white figure hovering in the air.

When that mobile suit kicked Forbidden Gundam into the sea with unmatched force, the corners of her tightly drawn lips rose slightly despite themselves, forming a faint curve of relief and joy.

Although she did not know who sat inside that cockpit, that fighting style—that clean, decisive rhythm that never dragged things out and always delivered the deadliest blow at the most critical moment—that imposing bearing like a guardian deity descending from the sky whenever she was in greatest danger, and... that inexplicable, mysterious sensation conveyed through some channel science could not explain, making her feel so safe and warm...

There was no doubt about it.

Char La Flaga.

He had come. He had come to help her.

That simple, clear realization instantly sent an indescribable warmth through Jiliang's heart, like a cup of hot cocoa on a winter day, driving away the loneliness, fear, and exhaustion that had built up inside her while facing three powerful enemies alone—and even having to fight a former dear friend.

But that small happiness, like stolen bliss, lasted only a moment.

She immediately realized that the battle was not over.

She swiftly composed her expression, regaining the calm