Chapitre 222: 222 – The Metal Giants

The third day on the way to Acornhull, Leva yawned in the cockpit, seeming used to it.

"At first, I thought traveling with this thing would be fun, but it turned out to be so boring," Leva said in a lazy tone. "Even training with this thing makes me tired. My body movement is minimal because it doesn't move the weapon directly."

"Well, we'll be there in a minute." Eric chimed in, focusing on the screen showing the scenery outside.

Leva widened her eyes. "Liar, we're barely there on day three."

"No." Eric's tone turned cold. "Look at the view."

"Ah....."

The most giant screen in the cockpit was indeed showing a terrifying sight in the distance. The burnt remains of the large tent were strewn on the ground, side by side with the fallen mechs.