章 6379: Dissatisfied

The Battle of Mazepan had finally come to an end.

Relief spread throughout the soldiers that had won a relatively short but exhausting battle against the cosmopolitan and native alien forces.

The expanded Bluejay Fleet had suffered very modest losses, but the outcome could have been much worse.

If the greater phase lords managed to defeat the Dark Zephyr, there was nothing in the Bluejay Fleet's arsenal that could prevent the Arena Lord of Ya'gwasa and the Distance Shaper from tearing everything else apart.

This made the weary mech pilots and soldiers even more grateful towards Saint Tusa.

He did not exactly defeat the formidable Arena Lord in single combat, but he and his ace light skirmisher had most definitely contributed the most in slaying the nunser phase lord!