"Reporting, sir, Venerable Relia Foster has been captured alive!"
"Good! Make sure to keep her sedated, and don't give her the opportunity to commit suicide!"
Everyone on the command center cheered or sighed in relief. Ves was one of the latter, since this entire ordeal had far surpassed everyone's limits!
"Sir, the garrison troops that landed at the other edge of the oval scar is diverting away from the beachhead! They are moving to intercept our pursuit group!"
"They are moving to rescue Venerable Foster! Don't let them intercept our pursuit force!"
The plot depicting the positions of the mechs on the ground shifted in response. Dots representing Vandal mechs moved away from the beach head in order to cut off the approach of the Hafner garrison mechs.
This caused the Hafner mechs to adjust their course, which led to another shift from the Vandal mechs. This dance went on and on, with neither side willing to get close enough to fight it out.
