The Mech Touch novel Chapter 4818

She was not a religious person by nature, but when she thought about whether her son could survive this event or whether Joshua would become a widower after this day, her heart started to sink.

Swordmasters normally did not lose confidence, but as an intelligent mech designer, she maintained a much clearer head than the battle maniacs who easily lost their situational awareness.

Though she did not possess a complete overview of the battlefield, she could see and hear enough from her vantage position that the human forces at the main entrance were beginning to lose momentum!

The brave Davutan guard forces regularly cried out in pain or agony, showing that the withering pescan suppression fire was rapidly taking a toll on their ranks.

Several honor guards had already perished and the remaining ones were hopelessly trying to do the work of a hundred soldiers.

The humans trapped in this pocket space had too few numbers, too little equipment, not enough supplies and too few pieces of quality gear.

"We can't win this battle without help!"

A real swordmaster would have had a much harder time admitting any form of weakness, but Ketis also differed in that sense.

After acknowledging that she did not have the power to alter the unfavorable circumstances of her side by herself, she became a lot more open to the idea of calling for help.

She initially thought about reaching out to the powerful design spirits that Ves regularly worked with. She then became stumped by the question on how she could call upon the power of these distant entities.

Ves made it look so easy. Ketis knew that it was a manifestation of his talent.

Joshua possessed a similar ability. The two men were so alike that they could have been comrades in arms if one of them ended up becoming a mech pilot.

She had learned from the both of them that it was easy for them to make contact with the design spirits.

If she wanted to do the same, then she just needed to pray to them and form some sort of connection.

However, Ketis was much different from Ves and Joshua. Their similar domains made them especially suitable for communication and cooperation. They were like warm and gentle spring breezes that anyone would like to embrace.

Ketis on the other hand possessed the typical exclusionary force of will that guarded the sanctity of her fundamental self. She was like a naked blade that cut whoever came too close.

She failed in her attempt. She understood that she would never be able to replicate her husband and her mentor's abilities.

"The only area that I am good at is pursuing greater sharpness."

For all of the time she spent on dabbling with other sword styles, she had never slacked off when it came to her personal sword style and techniques.

She had originally broken through because she wanted her sword to gain the ability to cut through anything.

Laughter escaped from her lips. "I'm not a good swordmaster. I became distracted by too much irrelevant stuff."

Instead of thinking about all of these useless matters, it was better for her to put all of her thoughts aside and focus solely on trying to cut through the barriers that stood in the way of her goals!

At this time, the four giant battle suits had grown tired of waiting for her attacks.

Under the escort of numerous pescan soldiers, these giants had turned around and steadily began to march towards the contested main entrance, making sure to keep the crippled tank within sight in order to repel any approaching saboteurs.

The goal of this siege breaking unit was clear. They were being sent to sweep aside the main opposition!

Ketis couldn't allow them to reach the entrance and get close enough to sweep all of the human troopers with their devastating shrapnel cannons!

Once the humans holding onto the main entrance were repelled, nothing Ketis could do on this floor would matter anymore!

Her eyes turned crazed as the optical sensors of her suit locked onto the four metal giants that represented the pinnacle of pescan battle suit development.

Their awfully slow traversal speeds was their only major weakness, and bought precious time for Ketis to get her act together.

Still, the energy and physical defenses of these four super suits were excessively high. Ketis had never even managed to scratch their armor. She first needed to breach their transphasic energy shields, but she had already discovered that she lacked the raw power to penetrate them in quick succession.

"Hahahaha!" She laughed again. "Why am I discouraging myself? I should be doing the opposite! If I don't believe in my strength anymore, what qualifications do I have to advance to a sword saint?"

The word 'impossible' shouldn't exist in her vocabulary!

Her willpower condensed even further as she set aside the parts of herself that was a mech designer and fully embraced her identity as a swordmaster.

The time for calculations and technical analysis was over.

Only a miracle could help her defeat her current foes. She needed to put all of her faith in the infinite power of a swordmaster.

Ketis resonated stronger than ever with Sharpie. The companion spirit started to integrate more deeply into the weapon, causing its edge to take on a considerably deadlier sheen.

Its ability to cut had been strengthened!

Although the logical part of her mind told her that her blade still wasn't sharp enough to cut through four powerful transphasic energy shields at once, her swordmaster persona yearned to resist this reality and produce a different outcome!

She stood up straighter as her resonance with her sword seemed to inject steel in her body.

Her injuries no longer affected her as much while her combat armor did not produce as many hindrances as before.

Every other concern or distraction faded away as she only set her sights on her immediate goal.

The distractions of battle faded away and many pescan soldiers faded from her awareness as she prepared to launch an attack.

"This is my only chance."

Her sword started to vibrate under the influence of her overwhelming desire to amplify its sharpness.

A high-pitched keening sound escaped from it. Anyone who looked at this sword and heard this special sound would know that its ability to cut through matter had reached a considerably higher level than before!

Whether this was enough, Ketis couldn't care anymore.

Her armored hand tightened its grip on the hilt as she accumulated her strength and willpower.

Once she had reached a threshold, she exploded out of her cover and charged forward at much greater speed than before!

She ignored the pescan soldiers along her path. Her unrelenting march seemed to have caught them off-guard. She easily evaded their attempts to land their attacks on advancing form.

Even though her combat armor possessed several holes that were only plugged by thin sealing materials, Ketis showed no fear against these attacks!

Her hyperconcentrated state had elevated her intuition and reaction speed to a new height, allowing her to weave and dance through the laser beams and projectile attacks as if she was able to read them a second or two in advance!

By the time the aliens realized they missed their shots, Ketis had already closed the distance to her targets!

The wind did not even whip at her armored shape as her true resonance seemed to cut through the air itself.

Not even air resistance could slow her down!

The sluggish but highly threatening giant battle suits had picked up on her advance.

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