They want me to run. But I'm locked in the cockpit with my mech, facing an ancient, corrupted super-AI at the bottom of a quarantine base. Giant monsters are breaking through the gates. My brother is dead. The Federation's elite are retreating. My little mech tells me she can shoot me to safety. I refused. I promised I would never abandon my partner again. We synced our minds, drew our blades, and charged into the dark. This time, we survive together, or we die together.
