A Corner of Memory

 

This was not the front line. Deep within enemy territory, the Black Knight rampaged, smashing tank turrets with its halberd.

The Greisen tank battalion, undeterred by the risk of friendly fire, swung their turrets toward the Black Knight—only for the Black Widow to dash past before they could get a proper aim.

「Why the hell is that thing fighting on the enemy’s side?!」

「Can you even keep up with the Black Widow’s speed?! You’ve got to be kidding!」

The Greisen pilots cried out in horror. The Black Widow was moving faster than the shared performance specs had ever indicated.

The tanks closed in to ensure the kill. A 155mm railgun locked onto the Black Knight from the flank and fired.

The Black Knight whirled around, batting the shell aside with its halberd.

「What—?!」

Whether by fate or chance, the axe-blade of the halberd shattered. What remained was nothing more than a spear.

Without hesitation, the Black Knight drove