I want to see Xia Ya right now. I want to see him, hold him tight in these arms, feel his presence, feel his warmth, feel his strong arms around my back.
Lacus suppressed the impulse and naturally smiled, nodding at Xia Ya. That smile held trust, love, and an even deeper longing.
"Everything's all right now, isn't it?"
"Mm... Xia Ya, may fortune favor you in battle."
"Mm."
With those final words, the transmission cut off. The screen went black, but the haze in Lacus's eyes had already vanished. The hesitant Lacus Clyne was no longer there. In her place stood the leader of the Klein Faction, Xia Ya's lover, and a warrior fighting to protect the future. Her back was straight, her gaze sharp and resolute.
The two mobile suits, armed with excessive firepower, shot out at astonishing acceleration. Like two meteors flying against their course, they trailed long flames as they charged toward the Space Region about to ignite in war. The four warships led by the Eternal followed close behind—the Archangel, Dominion, and Kusanagi. The four-ship formation flew like arrows released from a bow, engines driven to maximum output as their hulls trembled faintly at high speed.
It isn't over yet. There's still time. The lives not yet consumed by nuclear fire, the future not yet tainted by hatred—all of it can still be saved.
Believing that the future they desired had not yet been devoured by the darkness of hatred, they acted to prevent the tragedy from continuing. A cluster of comets tore through the dark, racing at full speed toward the Space Region about to become a battlefield, toward the fleets on the verge of collision, toward the future that had yet to be decided.
The main force of the Earth Forces fleet