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"Can the shield system be restarted?" The tension inside Archangel reached its boiling point, Edric's call echoed in the Control room, waiting for Ariel's response. However, the lights in the Control room continued to flicker, as if struggling with the aftermath of the recent explosion. The malfunction indicator of the shield system kept flashing a red warning signal. Shortly after, Ariel's system interface flashed on the screen in front of Edric, but it remained unusually silent.
Finally, after what seemed like a long wait, Ariel's voice finally sounded in Edric's ear, carrying a somewhat mechanized hoarseness and instability. "Edric, young master, I... I'm here. The shield system has been heavily damaged and is trying to restart, but... it needs time." The voice not only had electronic interference but also conveyed a hint of unprecedented helplessness.
Edric heard Ariel's voice, which calmed him slightly, but he was soon consumed by the urgent battle situation. He took a deep breath and replied firmly, "Understood, Ariel. Restore the shield as soon as possible. We cannot stay here for too long." With that, Edric refocused his attention on the battlefield ahead, preparing to face the upcoming challenges. Even though Archangel had temporarily lost its shield protection, he had to use all available tactics and firepower to protect the land he guarded.
Next, Edric's anxious call pierced through Archangel's internal communication system, seeking the well-being of another comrade. " Feren? Feren, are you okay?" On the other end of the communicator, Feren's voice trembled, but he responded with certainty and strength, "I... I'm okay, Edric. The gun turret is still operational, and I'm ready to continue providing support."
Edric took a deep breath after confirming the safety of his teammates, refocusing his attention on the battle in front of him. Inside the Control room of Archangel, Edric's gaze became resolute. Even in the face of unprecedented challenges, he knew they had to persevere, to protect the innocent lives on Asra Planet and for the glory of House of Heraldry.
"Master, the shield system cannot come online in the short term. If it needs repair, our weapon system will go offline...," said Edric in surprise. "How could... the shield generator malfunction?" Ariel's voice came through the speakers in the Control room, accompanied by irregular static, as if reminding Edric that Archangel was currently in an extremely unfavorable state. "Indeed, Master, due to a single impact, our magnetic shield generator has burned out at least one generator, causing the shield to be unable to restart immediately. Currently, we are facing a difficult choice: either maintain the weapon system operation, or temporarily take the weapons offline for emergency shield repair."
Edric listened to Ariel's explanation and felt the pressure increase. It was a difficult choice - without the protection of the shield, Archangel would become extremely vulnerable. However, if the weapon system went offline, they would become helpless on the battlefield, almost equivalent to sitting ducks. Edric gripped the control stick tightly, pondered for a moment, and then firmly replied, "Keep the weapon system operational. We cannot afford to be defenseless in front of the enemy. Ariel, see if there's any other way to temporarily maintain the shield, even the most basic protection."
After hearing Edric's decision, Ariel responded, albeit with some hesitation, "Understood, young master. I will try to channel the remaining energy to the shield generator, providing the most basic protection I can. Please be careful, young master, the enemy may exploit our weakness."
Edric's eyes shimmer with an unyielding light, and even in the face of such a perilous situation, he does not flinch. With Ariel's assistance, Edric is prepared to face the impending battle, determined to protect his land and people even in the most unfavorable circumstances.
Mounted on his somewhat worn-out mech "Archangel," Edric grips the control stick tightly, each step feeling like a weight on his heavy heart. As the sound of the giant footsteps echoes through the quiet forest, it seems to be a solemn prelude to the sudden catastrophe. In the distance, Alaba City, once a place of prosperity and peace, is now shrouded in thick smoke, like the dawn before doomsday, heralding the end of an era.
Edric was crossing the ravaged forest, and in the wind, he caught the scent of burning and destruction, evidence that his beloved homeland was being mercilessly consumed. His heart was filled with endless despair and rage, the flames of which granted him unprecedented strength. Edric knew that as the last heir of the House of Heraldry, he bore not only the honor of his family, but also the hope and future of all the inhabitants of Asra Planet.
As the "Archangel" approached the war-torn Alaba City, Edric could clearly witness the city's tragic scene. Citizens were searching for escape routes in the Chao'X, but were helpless against the speed of the war. Edric felt a pang, his spirit eroded by this boundless sorrow. However, this sorrow transformed into his determination and resolve; even in the face of a formidable enemy, he would never retreat.
Archangel is advancing at full speed, Edric is preparing to face the upcoming battle. This may be his last battle, but he is determined to fight for every life on this land. As the "Archangel" emerges from the forest, the full view of Alaba City is revealed—a sea of fire, broken city walls, collapsed buildings, burning rooftops, and smoke obscuring the sky. Edric's heart feels like it's been struck by a heavy hammer, pain and anger churning within him. He knows that he is about to face a difficult battle, but he must step forward to protect this land. At this critical moment, Edric is not only the heir of the House of Heraldry, but also the guardian of every soul on Asra Planet that yearns for peace.
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