The next time they met, he would not let anyone interfere again. He would not give Char even the slightest chance to catch his breath.
He would use everything he possessed to utterly crush that man, along with all his hopes and possibilities, beneath this boundless sea of stars.
When that time came, would he be the one left standing, or would it be that man?
Rau Le Creuset had no answer.
But beneath his mask, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. It was not the rational expression of a commander making a tactical assessment, but the satisfaction of a hunter who had waited far too long and was finally watching his prey slowly step into the trap.
"----"
As the soldiers assembled at the designated coordinates and the fleet's heading gradually aligned, Rau Le Creuset also engaged Providence Gundam's thrusters and slowly guided the machine toward the Nazca-class vessel.
The damage to the mobile suit and the total loss of its DRAGOONs left what should have been the most formidable weapon on the battlefield looking somewhat battered. Yet its frame remained intact, its nuclear engine still roared with power, and the man in the cockpit had no intention of giving up.
If anything, this battle had only strengthened his resolve.
The intensity of the battle had exceeded expectations, as had the performance Unicorn Gundam displayed.
The one who had been suppressed today was not Providence Gundam, but Rau Le Creuset himself.
In their repeated clashes, that Char La Flaga had surpassed him at a terrifying rate of growth, using his DRAGOONs as stepping stones to reach even greater heights.
Yet that only made the heart filled with hatred and despair burn even fiercer within Rau Le Creuset.
Because if there was someone who could so thoroughly deny the