He Ao flew above the mecha cockpit, pressing the talk button on a walkie-talkie he had brought from the wilderness and tossing it into the cockpit through the breach.
"Using a borrowed knife to kill, huh,"
Yvo fixed the walkie-talkie on the control panel, pulled the joystick, and the previously forlorn mecha regained its posture, lifting the colossal sword in its left hand and looked towards the Blazing Angel Mechs closing in around him.
The entire right shoulder of his mecha had vanished due to the strike just moments ago, and the right arm had also disappeared without a trace; the jet engines at both sides of his waist were somewhat unstable.
This mecha had reached its limits.
He Ao looked up at the mecha beside him.
To think Fourth Brother could see through the scheme of borrowing a knife to kill, it seems he indeed made some progress these past two years.
In Nell's memory, Fourth Brother had always been faster with his body than his brain.