Earth Forces' New Mobile Suit 4

She did not immediately return to the carrier. She simply let Freedom Goddess hover in the air and, from the cockpit, continued gazing down through the monitors at the wreckage of the ZAFT mobile suits she had personally cut down and destroyed.

Ginns, CGUEs... their limbs were shattered, and most of their cockpits had already been destroyed.

It was not just those machines. In this battle, she had killed many, many ZAFT soldiers. Coordinators.

Looking down at the lives she had taken, there was not a trace of sorrow or pity in her beautiful eyes. In its place was an even deeper hatred, one that had not diminished in the slightest even after all that killing.

"Not yet... it isn't enough. It isn't over."

Her voice echoed through the silent cockpit, low and cold, devoid of emotion, like the whisper of a ghost from the abyss.

"All of you... all of you have to die."

She closed her eyes, and her father's face surfaced in her mind. Her father, who had always smiled so gently. Her father, who had been swallowed in the final moments by the flames of war created by the Coordinators.

"Every Coordinator must taste it. They must taste the suffering and pain Dad felt at the end."

She remembered the terror of death closing in before her father's eyes, as well as the searing agony of flames burning across his entire body. Every Coordinator had to experience all of it completely, then die in despair.

Those genetically altered heretics who had taken everything from her. Every last one of them—

"—"

At the very moment her hatred reached its peak, a sharp sensation like a needle prick suddenly flashed through the depths of her mind. It came quickly and vanished just as quickly, making her frown