Imon Ingvar and Casella Ingvar had grown apart from each other ever since they took on different roles in the clan.
While they both had something in common by becoming expert candidates at the same time, they rarely trained together.
Imon was just an honored member of the Avatars of Myth while Casella Ingvar had become the leader of the Living Sentinels.
He was happy for her sister’s opportunity. Ever since the new Sentinel Commander took office, he mostly heard good stories about her. Despite her greater strength, she showed considerably more care and attention for her subordinates. That was something that the Sentinels rarely experienced from Commander Magdalena back when she was in charge.
That was the extent of his interest in her sister’s new job. He was not cut out to be a leader. He got way too excited in battle to spare any attention on commanding his troops or keeping an eye on the bigger picture.
He much preferred to let others do the thinking! Imon merely wanted to be pointed in the right direction so he could do what he did best, which was thrashing other mech pilots!
Unfortunately, he was having a hard time doing that at the moment during a simulation battle!
A powerful spear clanged against the c.h.e.s.t armor of a Bright Warrior IB! Imon grimaced as his virtual mech bore another ugly mark.
The two mechs were separated by a short distance in the air. The powerful flight systems of the two identical mechs flared brightly as they kept the simulated machines stable and aloft.
"I’m not a punching bag!" He utter in frustration.
However, his current opponent anticipated his actions. The spear cleverly jerked out of the way as the opposing Bright Warrior activated all of its boosters, causing the mech and its weapon to throw off Imon’s rhythm and calculations.
Clang!
A few more exchange of blows occurred. After Imon found out that it was impossible for him to break the guard of his opponent, he tried to break past it and get close enough for the spear to lose much of its threat.
Yet no matter from which angle he approached, the spear tip was always in the way of his mech. His Bright Warrior incurred more and more holes as he failed to enter a range where his sword could do its work.
Several minutes went by as Imon was being put on the defensive. He had to put all of his concentration on trying to block and parry the relentless spear thrusts.
As several systems of his mech began to falter due to incurring more and more internal damage, his enemy suddenly performed an inexplicable action.
The opposing mech threw away its spear!
Though Imon was befuddled, he knew better than to freeze up in battle. He listened to his instincts and immediately went on the offensive!
"Even if you have another weapon, I won’t let you draw it out!"
The weaponless Bright Warrior tilted its frame so that its back started pointing towards the ground.
Just as Imon’s mech chopped down its sword, the opposing machine kicked out its legs and slammed the weapon aside!
"Damn!"
Imon immediately commanded his mech to let go of its sword. He made the right choice as the opposing mech was already closing in after performing a kick.
His opponent’s mech attempted to grapple his machine with its leg, but Imon’s quick thinking allowed him to kick back the lengthy limbs, causing them to go off course.
An aerial wrestling match ensued. The opposing mech no longer fought with just its legs but instead righted itself in order to utilize all four limbs!
The differences between the two sides lessened now that they had lost their weapons. Yet even so, Imon’s mech fell into a disadvantage due to the damage it had already occurred and its mech pilot’s inability to read all of his opponent’s movements!
The latter’s faster responses and more skillful movements caused Imon a lot of grief. His mech attempted to punch, grab, kick and perform many other attacks, yet the opposing Bright Warrior seemed to do a much better job at showcasing the strengths of the model by pushing its capabilities a lot closer to its physical limits!
In the end, the enemy mech attempted to maneuver behind’s Imon’s machine. There, the enemy wrecked the vulnerable flight system so that the former sword-wielding Bright Warrior no longer possessed enough power to maintain its altitude.
Secondary boosters and antigrav modules desperately tried to arrest the Bright Warrior’s fall, but they were only strong enough to make the crash landing softer and more survivable.
It didn’t come to that. As Imon was busy trying to make sure his mech survived the impending collision, the enemy mech dove down until its legs impacted the section where one of the crucial antigrav modules tried to make the falling mech lighter.
The impact knocked it out, causing Imon’s mech to fall considerably faster than before! The hefty kick had also imparted significant force to the machine, causing it to be pushed faster towards the ground!
THUD!
The Bright Warrior Mark I Version B was a tough mech, but when many tons worth of metal and machine collided against the ground, it was impossible for it to survive!
Imon Ingvar lost.
"Again! I haven’t done my best!"
Unfortunately, his opponent declined to go another round. Imon frustratingly disengaged the simulation and pulled his suited body out of the pod.
A short distance away, another pod slid open its front cover. A woman bearing a substantially thicker and more decorated piloting suit emerged out of it. She noticed Imon’s smile and responded with a smug grin.
"You can forget about laying a hand on my mech. You’re way too far behind to catch up to my level."
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