The Back of Various Colors
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
He set his eyes upon the beast which had been going after the last two members in his squad. An overwhelming grief had emerged in him. For this fight, a majority of his army had been wiped out after giving their very best shot, they had been sacrificed, for safety of their homeland.
Yet...
Their goal...
Was so near... yet so far...
The leader glanced upon the scraps hovering in the space, containing with the broken limbs and what not. He almost could hear the final shout of his soldiers before they joined the stars. It was the place where his allies rested and probably it would be the same for he himself.
It was fate, that he would be welcomed with a premature demise to his glory.
Soundlessly a mech traveled to the back of Scholes. Scholes on his mech was unaware of the uninvited guest, likewise the remaining allies were.