"Don't worry. We'll do everything we can to stop them, then rush over to join you immediately. So I'm leaving the Dominion to you. Please go on ahead."
Back when she had still been Lieutenant Badgiruel, strictly bound by military regulations and sharp-tongued as a blade, she would certainly have argued fiercely against such a risky deployment that defied conventional tactics.
But now, all that filled Natarle's dark eyes was unreserved concern and worry.
That trust and warmth, still tangible even at the brink of life and death, sent an indescribable warmth through Murrue's heart as she stood at the center of the raging storm.
"I understand. Please take care of yourself. May victory be with the Archangel." Natarle took a deep breath, forced all her emotions back down, then stood at attention and gave Murrue on the other side of the screen an utterly standard military salute.
"Yes. You all be extremely careful too."
Even knowing that every second within this colossal battlefield meat grinder was accompanied by shattered machines and vanishing lives, Murrue could not help softly reminding them.
Natarle nodded solemnly. Then Bartfield's, Kisaka's, and Natarle's communication windows closed one after another, and the main screen returned to the vast deep-space battlefield.
The Archangel's immense yet elegant white hull swept into an arc beneath the roar of its attitude thrusters, turning alone and pursuing the remaining Earth Forces fleet radiating an aura of destruction at full speed.
Behind her, the Eternal, Dominion, and Kusanagi formed an assault formation and charged with all their might toward Genesis, the source of death.
Meanwhile, inside the Freedom Gundam cockpit as it crisscrossed the forefront of the battle line, Jiliang also received intelligence on the Earth Forces fleet's movements, along with the swarms of mobile suits launching from their carriers like