The nuclear energy that phased its way through the Advancer unit began to sear and undo everything the scouting unit had attempted to preserve. The pilot was more concerned when the vacuum of space began to seep its way into the cockpit reporting, "Regeneration impossible. Breaking...."

Eleanor cursed the Centennial's luck, "Damn it. The Orchestrator's plan is the only option now." She ordered the pilot in the Advancer unit, "Eject from combat. Commit to the primary mission."

"Ejecting." A silky film wrapped itself around the body of the pilot inside when it saw the inevitable destruction of its unit. As soon as the opening was wide enough the pilot ejected from its cockpit and towards the Archangel's position. The ejection permitted the pilot to survive the destruction of its unit when it was destroyed to be launched towards the Archangel. It would only rely on being discovered soon in its preserved shell where the Actualizers could hope that their plan was realized.

"Ah..." Eleanor felt a strong pang in her mind moments after the Advancer unit erupted in combat. She looked up to the cockpit's roof when she told what seemed to be no one, "I only wished to exploit the full use of my scouting unit master... I will not deliberately delay my mission a second time." A short time passed as Eleanor glanced painfully up to the ceiling when she answered again, "Yes master. There will be no longer be a connection between me and this one."