Editing City Series:Volume6a Chapter7 (section)

===Part 7===

Hazel felt an impact on her back.

Her seat shook and nearly flung her forward, but the four-point belt held her in place.

She held her breath and looked forward to see an expanse of mist and wind before her eyes.

Yet her vision had returned to her.

“What in the world!?”

Her shout was drowned out by the wind.

The cockpit’s heated air vanished in an instant as the chilly wind blew in. It blew in from the center of the cockpit where a line had been sliced through the ceiling and floor from front to back.

The cockpit had been bisected down the center. The entire craft probably had been.

The severing line ran between her navigator’s seat and the pilot’s seat and it covered the entire length of the floor, the control panel, and the window.

There was about a foot of width between the two sides and wind was blowing in from there.

It had all been cut through by Gelegenheit’s attack.

She shrank down.

After bisection by that 80-yard sword, the craft would soon split apart and explode.

She waited for it to happen.

“…”

She silently cowered down and held her shoulder in the chill of the roaring wind.

She waited a few seconds.

But the destruction never arrived.

…''Eh?

Her question was answered by a slight change.

The chilly wind was weakening.

At the same time, she heard several deep sounds like metal doors shutting.

It was the sound of a heavy mass of metal fitting together like teeth clacking together.

She looked up and saw a light within the mist still hanging in the cockpit. A bluish-white light had long been known to signify ether.

The light flashed like a pulse as it ran through the center of the cockpit from the floor to the walls and the window.

“It’s self-repairing?”

Hazel heard the engine roaring. She had heard that sound only once before. That was the Sylphide’s cry when it evolved.

But that was not all.

The machine’s cry was joined by the roar of the Sylphide’s Erklärung. That Erklärung set the healing and evolution in motion.

<The Wind cannot be broken.

There is nowhere it cannot go.>

Hazel’s mouth hung open as the machine’s will was so clearly Erklärunged.

“Why do you want to keep flying so badly?” she asked.

The cockpit was shaken by a far louder voice than before.

<The Wind must protect the Messiah.>

She looked up when she heard that answer within the shouted words that sought evolution.

“Why must you do that?” she asked.

<The Wind is the dragon that serves the Messiah!>

This was all for that.

…''Is that why you won’t run away!?

Her thoughts did not receive an answer, but she did reach up and touch her right eye. She touched the red glowing Messiah implant.

“Sylphide, were you created for the Messiah!?”

Her spoken question did receive an answer.

The machine’s calm Erklärung raised its voice to fulfill its evolution.

<The Wind is precisely that.>