Sigma bit her nail. Everything had gone to hell. Her team had started before time, and lost a frame in a futile struggle, down to Elora and her now. [i]Doing such a thing and even still failing. I might die of embarrassment of this.[/i]She thought while pondering the situation. Sooner or later, other frameworks would catch their position. Frankly, to be honest, It was going to be a hell to endure.

Elora's action was inspiring. With such little coaxing, she had fiercely charged on some sort of explosion guy. She felt reassured. But then, another mecha pounced, making Elora's action moot. Worse, it was one of the top heavy frames.[i] Damn, sorry. This all was my fault.[/i]

[b]"Run away, Elora."[/b] Sigma said blandly as she saw the new guy sweeping with force at her. She shot the slug hurriedly at the center of mass, before discarding the rifle...

...and bringing her plasma cutter, which she held in a counterattack to cut the steel blade, as she jumped with her thrusters to at least avoid damage. If it didn't work It'd probably lose her legs. But better the legs than the fight.[i]Know what? That hulking brute is not the only guy with plasma.[/i]