The Gran Tesoro was a ten-kilometer super-vessel with an exceptionally high "gold content." Even with a pack of monsters wreaking havoc aboard it, it showed no sign of sinking yet.
The Ashen and the Abyss, two flying ships three or four hundred meters long, traded blows at the Gran Tesoro's stern like two little girls clawing at each other.
Proportionally speaking, though, there was a twenty-fivefold difference in length alone. They looked more like two miniature clay figurines wrestling. Their weapons simply packed enough power to make a considerable commotion.
"-Are we really going over there?"
Cuckoo wore a suit of Power Armor shaped exactly like a Zaku trooper. Behind its helmet's "goggles," however, were not a red mechanical eye, but her own rather anxious eyes.
An array of electromagnetic rocket boosters was mounted on the armor's back. She was flying toward the Ashen in a squad with five other Zaku units.
"Vice Admiral Cuckoo. High-value target. Temporary medical station. Combined risk."
The Zaku commander leading the squad answered through the built-in communicator. Cuckoo had mixed feelings about that. Apparently, she had been recognized as a high-value target.
After the Zaku squad delivered her to the temporary medical station outside, the Artificial Angels sheltering and treating civilians made a more intelligent assessment. Having Cuckoo remain there would be bad for everyone.
...After all, besides Supreme Grade Swords, this world also had...
Slippers, stairs, succubi, bandages... and supreme-grade hostages.
Sephiroth really did not want Tesoro, or any other "actor" outside his direct control, improvising more scenes for themselves.
If someone picked up Cuckoo, that would be utterly ridiculous.
Thus, under a "supreme directive," the temporary medical station used a suit of "Zaku Power Armor" designed for Artificial Angels to "package" Cuckoo, who still could not move independently, and send her somewhere