"You son of a bitch... GIVE IZUMI BACK!" Lucia screamed, intervening in the battle between an enraged Calthorn and the winged mobile suit with a beam saber thrust from behind it. The machine's powerful boosters kicked in, leaving the Impulse stabbing into nothing but space. Despite Lucia joining in, the enemy drew two of those powerful looking beam sabers and blasted it's boosters once again, aiming to slash the Wraith Dagger to pieces when they eventually clashed.

"...I know you can hear me. I hope you're prepared to die." A voice wrapped in static spoke to Calthorn through a comm channel. The alien enemy could speak so fluently, they might as well be human. What if that [I]was[/I] the case? "The enlightened among you cannot be allowed to live," The voice continued, the static clearing up as the two suits neared each other.

That lone Murasame was flying as fast as it's modified thrusters could take it. Kenny hoped he could make it before the Wraith ended up the same as that Saviour Gundam that Mark was trying to find. He was trying to remember why these two were so important... Glitch had said something a day earlier about 'psychic synthesis with mobile suits'. The enemy had singled out these two from every other mobile suit in the sector... Were the two pilots really psychic?

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[I]"It's dark... I'm so cold... So much pain... But... Your voice is a flickering light... Warm..."[/I] Izumi thought, her telepathic voice shaking and sad. Unconsciously, she lifted her hand onto the Saviour's damaged controls and pushed on a lever. The thrusters kicked in for just a moment, flickered, and died again. [I]"...But I can't reach it..."[/I] She whispered, going completely silent. That small energy signal might be enough to pick up on a more sensitive radar system.