"This expert mech is tougher than it looks." Venerable Osaia Dukes snarled as his Quadknife continued to wail on the Dark Zephyr. "The Larkinsons have far too much money on their hands!"
Venerable Kismet Hawkes twitched her lips as her Filamon continued to pepper the Dark Zephyr's rear with as many filaments as it could land.
"Isn't that a given, Dukes? The Larkinsons are war profiteers. They have forsaken their loyalties to their original states and have thrown away all of their morals, all for the sake of enriching themselves through the suffering of our people. I don't know why they have grown arrogant enough to think they can beat us directly this time, but I see this as a blessing in disguise. As long as we eliminate the Dark Zephyr, we can break one of the important arms of the Larkinson Clan!"