The Automatic Battle Rifle spun fast as Diver held the weapon straight at Caliburn, about to fill the Framewerk with kinetic shells. But just when Elora was about to fire, she heard Lora's words: [color=lightblue]"So be it. You win. [i]Manual override: eject[/i]."[/color] She ejected herself in a capsule, and it landed a fair distance from the action. Diver lowered its weapon, seemingly satisfied with the victory on the outside. But inside, a young pilot reeled in response to the adrenaline that coursed through her. She couldn't believe how disgusted she was to hear those words. Elora held her stomach as nausea bubbled up from her insides. At that moment when she was overcome by grief for the loss of her team, Elora believed that she became a person who relished in the use of violence, and her lips quivered from the thought.

Diver slowly walked to where the safety pod landed. It stopped before the pod, and Elora opened up a voice channel to Lora and everyone else.
She first sniffed and wiped her nose, and then opened up:

[color=8dc73f]"I can't do this, I've had enough. No more. I'm gonna quit."[/color]

Elora got a response from Command: [color=f26522]"Forfeiting is not an option, Cadet Liu'un! Resume your mission immediately!"[/color]

Elora started sobbing as she continued.
[color=8dc73f]"My team was wiped out, and I'm the only one left...I can't fight anyone anymore, even if I wanted to. This..anger...I don't want it. I'm done."[/color]
As proof that she was serious, she had Diver kneel down. The Data Drones that trailed behind suddenly stopped moving and shut down, creating the ground to vibrate as they dropped down. Diver's limbs lowered and hanged down as the Framewerk's motor functions stopped.

Elora did keep voice communication active, and informed the pilots of the Roxy and the Macabre that she forfeited. She then leaned back on her seat as she held her shoulders. Ever since she activated the Framewerk she thought she heard something, like a voice. It barely reached her, making her second-guess if it even was real. But now that all systems were down, she was sure that something strange was going on: someone tried to speak to her. She shivered, a chill coursing through her. Maybe the stress of battle was making tricks on her? She honestly didn't want to think about stuff like that anymore, so she put up a music player on, curled up on her side, and waited for this ordeal to end.