"How are you doing, sister?" Brutus Wodin asked as he entered her shared stateroom aboard the Spirit of Bentheim.
Her expression said it all. The continued absence of her husband did not put Gloriana in a good mood. While she knew what she was getting into after marrying a known daredevil, she never expected that the reality would be so bad!
"Miaoooow." Clixie cutely rolled on her lap and attempted to distract Gloriana.
The young wife sighed and ran her hand across Clixie’s belly. "It’s not easy being in my position. The antics of Ves aside, there are a lot of expectations on me. Our parents, our dynasty and even the Hexadric Hegemony think we can make miracles."
"You did set a pattern for them, sister. The Blessed Squire, the Valkyrie Redeemer and now the latest batch of Hexer mechs you designed with Ves is making the rounds. From what I’ve heard, the soldiers of our state are finding creative uses for your Cherub, Devious and Bright Boy designs."
Her brother strode forward and sat by her side. His protective force of will intimately embraced her sister’s body, causing her to release some of her stress.
He looked around and found that Gloriana had already made the main living room compartment her home. Though she was forced to leave enough room for personalization for Ves, the side claimed by Gloriana already featured a lot of hexagons, projected images of home and other familiar touches.
Though she married into the Larkinson Clan, she was still a Hexer at heart.
Thinking about her recently finished mech designs put a smile on her face. She was ultimately proud of what Ves and her had been able to do when faced with limited design budgets. None of the last three Hexer mech designs were as powerful as the Valkyrie Redeemer, yet the utility they provided was undeniable.
The Cherub model revolutionized battlefield communications for the Hexers. Jamming hardly took effect and the only known method of interrupting its communication channels was for enemy expert mechs to come close.
The Devious model was not as eye-catching or revolutionary as other mechs of its type. Yet its price-performance ratio was quite high. Despite being made with cheaper materials and components, its effective stealth performance resembled that of a mech that was at least 50 percent more expensive. Its notable ability to circumvent the unexplainable intuition of nearby humans made it very suitable to invade Fridayman forward operating bases in the field!
As for the Bright Boy...
"The new Bright Boys are doing their jobs." Brutus commented. "They’re stalling the Fridayman advance. That’s better than anything our side has been able to manage ever since our enemy started to contract foreign expert pilots."
"It’s not enough." Gloriana regretfully sighed.
The Bright Boy’s ability to blind and debilitate expert pilots directly through their expert mechs was revolutionary and invaluable. The Hexers tested this effect a multitude of times and learned that it was very effective in many cases.
Yet it was not a panacea to the fundamental problem of lacking enough expert mechs. The Bright Boys were able to discomfit expert mechs, but destroying them was out of the question. Only an expert mech could truly defeat another expert mech!
It took hundreds of Bright Boys to effectively debilitate an expert mech, but interfering with their perception did not mean they were paralyzed. The expert pilots of the Coalition already learnt to cope with the new mechs.
"There is only so much that a mech designer can do to change the strategic outlook of the war." He tried to reassure her as he pulled her into a hug. "Technology is but one of many factors that can change the balance. The Friday Coalition may lack our glows, but we can’t deny its edge on diplomacy. Their sweet talkers have not only managed to persuade third-rate states to lend their best mech pilots to them, but they have also forged more trade deals with the states beyond the Komodo Star Sector. The foreigners across the border don’t seem to like the Hexadric Hegemony all that much."
In the past, that was an inconceivable notion to Gloriana. How could people possibly reject the superiority of women and the righteousness of the Hexer cause?
It was only after she started to travel around with the Larkinsons that she was forced to acknowledge that the rest of the galaxy did not welcome the proper order!
"We’ve neglected the value of making friends in the region." She regretfully said. "The way the Larkinson Clan is able to meet new people and convince them to join or befriend them has made me feel that the Hegemony back home is too insular. We thought we were strong enough to defeat the Friday Coalition and take over the Komodo Star Sector, and we were right. Yet we never fully took into account that our enemies didn’t intend on playing fair. Instead of relying on their own strength, they cheated and sought outside help."
Now, all of the foreign aid pouring into the Friday Coalition in the form of manpower, resources and funding caused its various partners to enjoy a comprehensive rise in strength!
Every Hexer who was aware of the reality of the situation felt frustrated by this development. The worst part about it was that the Hexers effectively had no solutions.
Their diplomats weren’t welcomed in foreign courts.
Interdicting trade was not feasible due to the enormous amount of territory the hunting fleets needed to cover.
Attacking the states that directly or indirectly supported the Friday Coalition was counterproductive.
The fact of the matter was that the Hex Army no longer possessed the numbers to pursue too many objectives! They had to muster all of their battered mech armies to hold the line and prevent the Fridaymen from breaking into the heartland of the Hexadric Hegemony!
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