"Athrun, that guy..."
Watching Athrun's completely suppressive assault, Noer's eyes narrowed slightly. He rolled and climbed, barely evading the attack.
However, after dodging it, Noer did not choose to linger. Instead, he immediately turned the nose of his craft and flew in the opposite direction at top speed.
"Whoosh—"
At the same time, a green beam grazed past the Sky Dominator's exhaust trail.
"Hmm!?"
Watching the Sky Dominator evade his attacks through prediction twice in a row, Athrun could not help frowning slightly. The killing intent in his eyes was almost tangible.
Energy from the Beam Rifle in his hand poured out like a rainstorm.
A non-long-range MS had somehow made Athrun fight as though he were piloting a long-range sniper MS.
Faced with this situation, Noer had no time to spare. He could only control the MA as it circled around the Archangel, dodging and maneuvering with the Archangel's two massive legs as cover.
Athrun's attack pattern differed from Diakka's scattered barrage. His style was more focused on sealing off escape routes.
He would first fire continuously to force his target in a certain direction, then fire in advance based on where he predicted they would go.
In short, if you did not dodge, you would get hit. If you did dodge, he had already predicted your movement, and there was a high chance you would still get hit.
It sounded simple enough, but it was extremely difficult to execute. It required exceptional shooting talent.
Among everyone Noer knew, only Athrun could do it. Not even Nicol or Yzak could.
"A-Athrun?"
Nicol stared wide-eyed at Athrun, who had unleashed his full firepower. This was the first time he had ever seen Athrun this agitated on a battlefield.
The last time something like this had happened seemed to have been