Editing KSGU:Volume 7 Chapter 2 (section)

===Part 14===

The Dwadge-type mobile suit used its hovers hidden within its expanded legs and the skirt-shaped waist armor, and moved like a skater on ice. The “Ra Cailum” mobile suits were rather agile too, but the “Dwadge”, which could seemingly move its limbs at will, was moving quite abnormally. It’s bulky and seemingly slow body glided over the roads, dodged the beam attacks of the Federation units, and let the large bazooka on its shoulder, shoot out smoke.

The fired rocket grazed past the Federation unit’s head and triggered a pillar of fire next the rear deck of the “Ra Cailum”. ''This is obviously a diversion, they can’t possibly know that I’m here. Are they aiming for the “Unicorn”?'' Mineva secretly peeked over at a few other Zeon mobile suits moving to and fro, and leaned her forehead on the window of the transport carrier. The explosion spread within the carrier, and a trail of smoke flowed in. At the moment the ink-like black smoke covered her sights, she witnessed a black shadow charging in.

The black shadow suddenly appeared, and the “Dwadge” intending to avoid a direct conflict suddenly staggered. The black “Unicorn”—the “Banshee” did not let this chance slip away as it raised its beam saber and swung it down. The “Dwadge” wanted to draw the beam saber on its back, but its upper body that was sliced apart from the shoulder tilted weakly and fell to the side. The machine that was melted and sliced diagonally was etched in Mineva’s eyes, and became an expanding fireball as the boom rang everywhere.

The transport carrier took the winds of the explosion as it let out a rattling sound, and the windows shuddered. The “Banshee” looked like it wanted to chase away the blood trails as it swung the beam saber down with one hand, and back from past its shoulders, causing Mineva to unwittingly turn her head away. The “Banshee” abstained from all unnecessary movements as its crisp movements reflected the endurance of the pilot within. It was too cold to call them martyrs, the Zeon soldier that disappeared in the explosion, and Marida, who was mind-controlled to kill her comrade—

“How impressive.”

Martha, who unknowingly got behind her, had the color of fire reflected in her eyes as she said.  “Do you know? In the past, a certain country once let the men and female members of a special forces fight each other, and the ones who won were the females.” The emphasizing voice at the end caused Mineva’s hands on the window to tense.

“Perhaps, it’s because in terms of biology, women aren’t unnecessary. However, that scene might be cruel to those whose eyes only see fragility.”

The “Banshee” kept the beam saber it used in his rack, and charged into the fire to look for the next pretty. ''Marida,'' Mineva called out in her heart, “Your Highness, please enjoy.” and she heard Martha say from behind.

“The self-satisfaction men have will all—be severed by her sword.”

Martha clenched her hand that was pressing against the window, seemingly wanting to crushing something in her hand. At that moment, Mineva had a feeling that it was this vengeance that was driving Martha, and the rage within Marida’s heart was driven by this poison, but even after doing this, nothing could improve for the better. She realized her helplessness once again, and felt like her close eyelids were trembling, only to suddenly hear a sound that caused her heart to race.

She opened her eyes and looked outside the window. Something from throbbing inside the ”Ra Cailum”, where a beam was being shot at from afar. She once felt this beast-like sensation—resonating with her throbbing, and causing a surge within her heart. Thud, thud, this energy that was gradually becoming larger was slowly awakening inside the white ship.

''It’s coming. What is it?'' the subject itself was lacking however as Mineva looked at the after of the “Ra Cailum”. The landing deck protruded at the back started to shudder, forming a slope for transporting goods in and out. There was a small light deep within at the back hatch leading into the ship, starting to move.