Editing KSGU:Volume 10 Chapter 3 (section)

===Part 29===

The spare shield and repair parts were fired out of the catapult, gliding in space. They left the catapult deck of the ”Nahel Argama”, glowing as they reflected some moonlight, and several trails of light glided towards the “Magallanica”.

It might be the last farewell to their comrade who stayed─tears of farewell. Riddhe saw the light trails fly from the white ship as he thought of these words, and shook his head as he looked forward. The new crates tossed from the Base Jabber drifted before the “Banshee”. The machine was no longer in Destroy mode, and Alberto’s voice came from the wireless. ''“Scatter them all over, around the “Magallanica””’’ The Base Jabber turned towards the “Magallanica” .

''“Give a little more psycoframe. It’ll be better for him. Another round.”’’

The flat Base Jabber blared its thrusters, and a new container was released. Nigel’s “Jesta” grabbed it from the size, and opened it like a cardboard box. The “Banshee” spare parts floated, and the “Jesta” floated as it held the container, scattering psycoframe parts along the way. The thrusters flare crossed his unit, and the other “Jesta” resembled a trail of scrap metal.

‘‘This boss sure knows how to give commands.”’’

‘‘“Will this really work?”’’

Nigel and Daryl voiced out. ''“Look, I don’t want to die together. This is our last ride.”’’ The pilot of the Base Jabber answered. There were 8 containers, including the one unsealed, and it contained an entire Unicorn type worth of psycoframes. They had to time their relative velocity to deposit these materials around the “Magallanica”, so they did not simply discard them. Nigel and the others moved up the “Magallanica”, and Riddhe in the “Banshee” went down, looking at the massive weapons pod above him as he continued to scatter materials.

Another five minutes passed after Banagher conversed with the captain. Once they made up their mind, they moved quickly, and everyone was busy with their work. ''We’re helping some hopeless fool here’’—Riddhe ignored his sanity that was arguing so as he paid attention to the open wireless channel. The “Nahel Argama” was 50km away, but the wireless connection with the “Magallanica” remained. He passed below the revolving residential block, and there was suddenly a familiar voice in the wireless ''“I want to stay too.”’’ That jolted Riddhe’s heart.

''“Princess! Listen to me─”’’

‘‘“This is my first, and last instance of stubbornness. Forgive me, Zimmerman.”’’

‘It takes too much time to retreat now. Since Her Highness Mineva says so, we’ll bet it all on the “Unicorn”.”’’

A poised voice followed Mineva’s queenly tone. It probably was the ECOAS commander who was sent to retrieve Mineva. ‘“Commander Conroy, you too…!”’’ Was it the Neo Zeon commander who moved to the “Nahel Argama” alongside Mineva? So Riddhe wondered as he looked at the “Magallanica” he had already passed. ''“No, Audrey! You have to live until the very end!”’’ Riddhe’s heart jolted again as he heard this voice..

''“That is what I plan to do, Banagher. I trust you.”’’

''“Audrey…!”’’

‘‘“You believe, do you not? Do it then. Also, do return to us. I will not allow you to break the promise.”’’

The “Unicorn Gundam” could not be seen, for it was positioned in a completely opposite position. Riddhe could easily imagine the expression on the speechless Banagher however. “So dazzling…” Riddhe grimaced, the last burden in his heart lowered with his smile, and he dumped aside the emptied container. ''“Alright, that’s all. We’re retreating Riddhe.”’’ Nigel’s voice came without warning, and the”Jesta” could be seen turning back in an arc.

“Please leave. I want to stay here.”

It was not something he suddenly thought of, nor was it something he put much thought into. Riddhe parked the slowed “Banshee” by the “Magallanica”.  ‘‘“Riddhe…!?”’’ Nigel growled, and the “Jesta” looked down in confusion.

“This ”Banshee” is built with psycoframes too. It should be able to help somewhat.”

He did not do this for redemption, but to believe in possibilities. He wanted everyone to live, and to personally witness the moment the century curse became a prayer. ''“But…!”’’ Nigel groaned, but Alberto interrupted. ''“Is this fine?”’’ Riddhe saw the Base Jabber pass behind the “Jesta” on the main camera, its actions being the reply. The Base Jabber took a large curve back, perhaps having noticed the “Banshee” lifting its head silently, its bow turned towards the “Nahel Argama”.

‘“…I understand. I’ll ask to stop the attack. We’ll meet again.”’’

“Understood. Give dad my greetings. Tell him that his son’s going to finish what he couldn’t do.”

There was no response, only silence. The Base Jabber slowly faded away. Nigel’s “Jesta” seemed to have given up, and as prompted by Daryl, it followed the Base Jabber bask. Riddhe exhaled, and leaned into the linear seat.

He no longer felt fear, nor did he feel disjointed nor jealousy. His heart was merely filled with a prayer. Riddhe saw the bow of the “Magallanica” turn towards Earth. Did Ricardo feel the same a century ago? The psycoframes drifting in space seemed to affirm as they glowed in a different way from reflected light. There was a rainbow glow stronger than the countless stars.