As Ketis prepared to launch a surprise raid onto the alien positions, she couldn't explain why she recalled one of her discussions with Director Astoria Kelric of the Arcadia Sanctum.
She held numerous deep and interesting discussions with the mecher over the years.
Though she was not a core figure within the Association due to lacking the ability to pilot or design a mech, she had served as a useful window into what the Mech Trade Association was like by virtue of being born within its ranks.
Swordmasters were killers. Trained killers. Proficient killers. Yet still killers.
Director Astoria said this as if there was anything bad about killing.
Soldiers were killers as well, but hardly anyone complained about them. The mech pilots and infantry soldiers who fought on behalf of a state most often killed lots of people in wars, but none of them received any admonishment for their actions.
As such, Ketis never thought that she and her fellow swordmasters were as dangerous as the MTA made them out to be. The possibility that they could degenerate into demons was nothing more than an excuse to suppress their kind so that mech pilots had no competition in becoming the ultimate warriors in the Age of Mechs.
Though it was plausible for swordmasters to lose their grip on reality and turn into unrelenting killing machines, that was unlikely to happen.
Exceptional warriors such as Ketis gained their strength by developing their willpower to the extreme. That made swordmasters a lot more principled and strong-willed than ordinary people.
It was absurd to think that someone like herself would lose herself in her own bloodlust!
"I am not a monster." She reminded herself as she lifted her borrowed sword in front of her face. "I am a slayer of monsters."
Losing control was antithetical to the Swordmaidens and to Ketis. She only killed in order to rid the cosmos of demons, not to become one herself.
Now that she was about to fight against a band of indigenous remnants, she harbored even less guilt for her upcoming actions.
"No one threatens my child and gets away with it." She sneered as her one-handed sword gained a sharp and threatening sheen.
Her expression softened just a second after she thought about Kirian.
While she had thankfully left her youngest daughter Mayra Larkinson behind at the Cat Nest due to her age, she regretted the decision to bring Kirian to the founding ceremony.
Now, her son became implicated in an improbable revenge or escape plot hatched by the former occupants of Davute.
If her husband Joshua was here, then he would probably harbor a lot of sympathy or guilt towards the pescan race.
These aliens had never done anything to deserve the mass extinction event that had befallen their race. They never harmed any humans in the past nor possessed any objectionable visual or behavioral traits that merited their destruction.
Their only 'sin' was living on the wrong planet at the wrong time. Humanity wanted to take over their home and did not take no for an answer.
Even if the pescans were more than justified in their attempt to hit back at the humans who occupied their planet, Ketis took a lot of issue with it because it not only affected her and her fellow Larkinsons, but also implicated her oldest child and son!
Little Kirian often fantasized about becoming a fearsome warrior and swordmaster like her mother one day, but he was just a cute and adorable child for the time being.
The pescans should have never dragged her son into this pocket space!
"This is the worst mistake they have ever made." Ketis' eyes burned with repressed fury. "The MTA might complain about killing too many humans, but I doubt they will have any issue about slaughtering aliens."
As the Swordmaiden mech designer thought about how much alien blood she could spill today, a mechanical cat floated in front of her and tried to act cute.
Ketis loosened up a bit and patted Lucky's body. "Thank you for backing me up in battle again. I don't know how well I am able to avoid alien attacks when there are so many opponents in the field. I will be counting on you to take care of the most dangerous enemies, alright?"
"Meow~"
Once the battle finally commenced, it immediately went off-script.
Ketis and the rest of her group hadn't even started to rush through a smaller and less important entrance before the main assault force had breached into the first floor controlled by the pescans!
It wasn't until the humans secured this floor and resumed their assault on the second floor that she could truly make a difference!
She had to wait a long time, though.
The pescans guarded the entrances fairly well. Each of them were guarded by a dozen or more soldiers. Many of them enjoyed defensive advantages such as walls and energy shields.
Ketis and Lucky just happened to set their sights onto one of the smaller entrances. The fixed defenses were much less present in this particular place.
The pescans had assigned more soldiers here to compensate, and more than a couple of them were armed with transphasic laser arm cannons.
As a mech designer, Ketis could intuitively judge that the penetration power of those integrated energy weapons could pose a real threat to the rather average second-class suit of combat armor that she also borrowed from a random soldier.
Normally, Ketis still thought she could chop apart all of the elite pescan soldiers, but the problem was that she would have to overcome the energy shield blocking the entrance first!
She needed help with breaking this energy shield. She also had to put quite a lot of effort in helping to take it down.
Doing so would make her vulnerable, though. This was why she had yet to make a move. Defense was never her strong suit and she needed to wait until an opportunity arose.
Just as she expected, the main assault force once again pulled through. The human troopers managed to break through the largest entrance and gain enough of a foothold on the next floor to attract a lot of alien attention!
The pescan commanders began to pull an increasing amount of idle soldiers away from other positions in order to put them where they were most needed.
The humans pouring out of the main entrance had to be contained and pushed back!
More alien bodies were required to do so as the pescans were still suffering a lot of losses from getting hit by the superior weapons employed by the humans.
One of the spy drones that Ketis connected to managed to capture the movements made during this time.
At first, only three or so pescans left this post.
Then, seven more pescans received urgent instructions to reinforce the battle at the main entrance.
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