Strue went first. A tentacle the size of a subway train, tipped with a diamond-hard beak, punched straight through her Goliath’s chest. Her scream cut off in a burst of static.
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She killed her main comms. She let the Excellion believe she was fleeing. Instead, she powered down her weapons. She disengaged her safeties. And she listened. Otomedius Excellent -NTSC-U--ISO-
Then Tita’s signal flatlined.
Then the white light swallowed everything. Three weeks later, the Excellion ’s salvage team found her. Strue went first
And they were dying.
Silence.
The ship lurched. The lights flickered. When they returned, the hangar’s main viewport showed a sight that made Aoba’s blood run cold.
The Lord British made a desperate run for the central crater. Tita fired everything—the Mega Crush, the lasers, the missiles. For a glorious three seconds, the flesh burned. Aoba saw the core. It was a pulsing, crystalline heart the size of a skyscraper. Otomedius Excellent -NTSC-U--ISO- Insert disc two