Defend!" Priamus grimaced.
He had allowed the ferocious reputation of the enemy general to cloud his mind, and had taken far too many precautions in anticipation of a killer move from her.
He had discounted the strength that his five hundred fliers posed and did not expect the enemy to take it so seriously that they were actually willing to give up their terrain advantage just to mount a ferocious defense which would be able to dish out as much as they received from the fliers!
But before Priamus could beat himself up further and respond to Sheera's move, she made another move which caused him to grit his teeth in anger and confusion.
Peeeewww!!!
A blue signal shot out from the rear of the plateau, and immediately, the seven hundred fifty mechas from the slopes did a sharp about turn, and started to scramble back to their original positions!
"A feint?!" Priamus almost choked in his own saliva.
