"Report, Captain, the vanguard troop has entered the siege area, should we proceed deeper and deploy the siege equipment?"
Beneath the glowing projection, an inquiry sounded through the communicator.
"Proceed deeper,"
The man with the jawline beard shifted his gaze from the projection and looked towards the silent, lofty wall.
Dark clouds obscured the stars, concealing the last vestige of light in the sky; under the shroud of night, the grand and colossal wall stood like a barrier at the world's end, in front of the dense array of lights.
He spoke slowly, continuing, "All troops, advance and prepare for the siege."
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Wick District
Speeding floating warplanes flew past, mingled with the mecha in the sky.
"General, we will arrive at North City in no more than thirty minutes."
On the simple control console, the image of a long-haired officer materialized before Scott.
"Too slow,"
