It had been an incredible day for Sheera Lin and our first grade, a victorious day beyond all reckoning.
And even if we had lost the next battle and bowed out of the day's event, our, and more specifically, Sheera's glory and triumph would not have been diminished in the slightest.
But she wasn't done yet!
By her estimation, the most ferocious battle of the day had yet to come.
"Reset the trap. Proceed to Formation C." Sheera Lin ordered the first graders calmly. "Scouts, update."
"Justin has just claimed three flags around twenty kilometers north of our position. The remaining four flags had been claimed by a coalition of gifted and regular seniors. There are five thousand enemy mechas left, and all of them are making their way here." One of the scouts reported back. "Olivia is still escaping from the thousand heavies, I have directed her towards Justin's position as you instructed."
