Editing KSGU:Volume 7 Chapter 2 (section)

===Part 18===

The monoeye was gradually buried in the collapsing debris like a joke. ''You’re going to get in our way again, “GUNDAM”?'' The last cry of the pilot echoed in Marida’s ears, causing her to suddenly sense that she was losing her sight, and shook her head to gather her concentration on the “Banshee” controls.

The machine passed through the dust that swirled out, and landed approximately 1km away from the colony debris. Torrington Base could be seen on the other side of the horizon, still surrounded by black smoke, and her eyes that laid upon there was seeing the Medea transport carrier being lifted gradually. The battle was about to reach its end. There were flashes that would appear in the black smoke from time to time, but those were the lights of the facilities exploding when they were destroyed. However, there was a tremendous flash of light, different from the explosions, likely the flash created when beam sabers .

''The “Unicorn” is currently fighting.'' Marida recalled the sight she witnessed before she left the base, and felt that she was looking for that light. Her mission to protect the transport carrier, and after defeating the sniper unit that was hidden in the colony, she could tell that the enemy “presence” that was controlling the battlefield had already vanished…''but what’s with this tentative feeling? Does it have anything to do with the light? The “Unicorn”—is that mobile suit, the same RX-0 as the “Banshee”, the enemy? Is that an enemy with the same appearance as me—''

''Banagher.'' This name suddenly appeared in her mind, and she felt her head hurt again. She swallowed her bitter saliva and endured the disgust that swelled up in her. (Ple Twelve, do you hear me?) a voice could be heard from the wireless communicator, causing her eyelashes to shudder.

(I’ve sent someone to pick you up. It’s a transformable mobile suit called the “Anksha”. Once you get on it, continue your mission to protect the substitute leader. The enemies on the ground have already retreated, but the ship may still be attacked. I’ll follow right afterwards.)

That was the voice of her Master—Alberto Vist. “Yes.” Marida pressed onto her throbbing head as she answered. (I got the identification code for the “Anksha”. Okay, it’s important that you inform me once your head hurts.) Marida did not care about the words that came next as she turned her sights to the clouds covered by the thick clouds. She could see a disc-shaped machine descending from the other end of the dust covered clouds towards her.

The motion sensor showed a matching signal, and the word “RAS-96” appeared on the screen. That’s called the “Anksha”, right? Name and model number, Marida and Ple Twelve. As she wondered why there was a need for two different identifications, she looked at the RAS-96 signal approaching her without being overly annoyed by it. ''What is a name? What significance does it bear? It’ll simply cause confusion to call the same thing two different names.''

Marida shook her head to retrieve her consciousness that nearly faded again. ''There’s no significance in a name. I just need something to identify. I’m Ple Twelve, an existence meant to serve master. I should fulfill my master’s wishes and beat all enemies of masters. Haven’t I been living this way in the past? I fought against all people, things, objects that robbed the ‘light’ within me, and I don’t need others…''

''There’s a paradox in this thinking. You’ve confused your thoughts in living for your master and for yourself.'' Upon hearing a certain calm voice explain this, Marida—Ple Twelve, gave up on thinking. She followed the instructions of the “Anksha” pilot as the signal blinked, and grabbed the control sticks again. The NT-D system vanished, the expanded armor contracted, and the “Banshee” was not in destroy mode any more as its horn was gathered in the center.

''I just don’t have to think. I can continue to fight as long as I don’t think.'' The “Anksha” machine went above Ple Twelve, and she lit the thrusters of the “Banshee” to leap and land on the disc-shaped platform. The top of the “Anksha” met the “Banshee” limbs like a person riding on an eel, and once the round disc, which took the 30 ton mass, swayed for a moment, the “Anksha” immediately accelerated and charged into the clouds.

The transport carrier ferrying the substitute leader was flying into the clouds too. Ple Twelve used the response on the sensors to look for other machines, but no matter where she looked, a milky white mist was the only thing covering her sight, and she could not even tell where she was. She stared at the mist that became clouds, and blankly realized that it was just like how it looked in her mind.