Black mist churned.
Deep in the barren mountains far from Dark Night City, they could faintly make out the abyss-like crater blasted open by the calamity from the Outer Cosmos.
The silver-eyed girl swooped down from the sky.
She looked up at the churning mist.
Casually, she dumped a certain soundly sleeping Lynn off her back onto the ground. The wind was strong here, whipping her clothes and long hair.
"Are we here? These are the coordinates you gave me."
She glanced sideways as she asked.
With the sleeping Sir Awen on his back, Lynn climbed to his feet, adjusted the Monocle, and looked up to survey the area.
"There are signs of a battle."
He had spotted decaying mechanical parts scattered along the edge of the abyss. With a grave expression, he picked up a fragment and ran his fingers over its serial number.
He adjusted the Monocle and said:
"The Seven Gods must have found them. Looks like a lot happened during the month I was unconscious."
He stood up.
He surveyed his surroundings grimly.
The next moment.
He pulled his battered Trinity Frame out of his system space. As the Colossus Heart rumbled to life under the Colossus Brain's unwavering gaze, azure lines of light gradually lit up, and he opened his eyes within that Supreme Frame, digital currents streaming through them.
His finger lightly tapped his temple.
Digital pulses instantly spread outward from his frame.
"I'll try to contact them."
He closed his eyes.
The digital currents kept searching for signals throughout every domain he could perceive.
But he failed to notice that the Colossus Brain had been staring at the frame he wore all along. He had forcibly cobbled together this frame, an utter insult to all the Three Great Civilizations. Yet despite being a