Boom-
A thunderous impact rang out.
The machine seized Lynn by the neck and slammed him into the ground, blasting an enormous crater into the floor in an instant. The sheer force was terrifying.
Lynn lay stiffly there, blood pouring from him.
Then, in the very next instant-
The machine raised its hand again and clenched it into a fist. That steel fist, forged from the Death Star Barrier, hurtled toward Lynn's head at an unimaginable speed.
Boom-
Lynn's head was smashed straight into the floor. His body convulsed as he toppled over, rigid.
But just before he fell-
Lynn laboriously raised his hand and shakily flipped Sir Awen the middle finger.
It was his way of expressing just how fucking awful he felt at that moment.
Pff-
Blood erupted from Lynn's neck like a waterfall.
"..."
"..."
The entire arena fell silent.
Watching this unfold, Sir Awen shook his head with a sigh, picked up his notebook, and marked a large "X" beneath the rank of "Monarch."
"Looks like you're still a little short."
Meanwhile, in the center of the arena-
The black-robed machine stared blankly at Lynn, who was embedded in the floor and spurting blood, yet still stubbornly holding up a trembling middle finger. At last, it began to panic a little. Deep within its azure eyes, the deathly pale face of a little girl seemed to faintly emerge.
"Big brother?! Are you okay? I didn't mean to! Sir Awen told me to hit you that way! He said you'd blame me afterward if I didn't use my full strength!"
The black hood over its head was pulled back.
It revealed a mechanical face identical to Lynn's, with azure light flowing all over its body. It was clearly his Trinity Frame.
Deep within those azure eyes, a