Hot Drop

Six combat carriers streaked through the skies of Trieden II like flaming balls!

The surface of these vessels may have been designed to take a considerable beating, but this was something else! So many different things could go wrong that the crews aboard the ships had to cling to any shred of comfort within reach.

Even so, most mech pilots and combative Larkinsons took all of the dangers in stride. In their minds, they were made for combat and an extreme descent like this was exactly why they chose their respective professions.

"We're riding straight into hell!" Someone whooped.

"Hahaha! I haven't felt this excited since I almost died against the dark gods!"

"Going through this torture is nothing special. You should try and fight against an expert mech. Now that will give you the thrill of your life!"