The Vital Point

 

Kou advanced cautiously, closing the distance.

The Antique Silhouette: Gargarin. He recalled its specifications.

「That one’s got blades hidden in its shield. It’s a mass weapon, but… should I call it a chakram? Or a bladed yo-yo? Either way, troublesome.」

For something designed by Astraea, its mechanisms were unusually elaborate—but if one said those quirks were Eirene’s influence, it made sense. And it was poorly matched against lighter Silhouettes. Even Kou knew the name Merkava—a famous tank.

「In ground warfare, heavier often means stronger. Denser material is harder to penetrate. Add in close-quarters combat… even with Silhouettes, weight matters. Just look at Arthur and Uriel’s duel.」

If ‘soft overcomes hard’ were the only truth, weight classes wouldn’t exist. But ‘hard severs soft’ is just as true—that’s why wrestling and boxing both enforce weight divisions. But that’s sports. In life-or-death combat, ‘no weight class’ is an illusion. Even practical jujutsu observes weight categories.

Silhouette battles never