Four Heavenly Kings

 

The Round Table forces’ advance ground to a halt.

Because the onslaught of four Teutates had begun.

「What the hell are those things?!」

「They’ve got six arms?!」

Even veteran pilots were left speechless by the sheer strength on display. The wire-guided missiles were being intercepted with pinpoint accuracy, too.

「This is bad—!」

A Lanius CII managed to catch the hidden blade that snapped out from the Teutates’ arm… but its mass-produced arc blade bent to its absolute limit, then snapped clean off.

「If it hadn’t been an arc blade, I’d’ve been cut in two!」

A tiny bit of flex—just barely—had saved him by a hair. If that had been a high-frequency blade type, the whole frame would’ve been bisected right along with the weapon.

The Lanius CII blasted its thrusters and retreated at full speed, firing its LD rifle to keep the enemy checked as it pulled back from the front.

「The six-armed units are the Teutates’ aces, then.」

Kurt