"Oh, crap."

No other reaction might be suitable when it came to the realization that you and an accompaniment of cadets were going to be facing off against what was undoubtedly an ace pilot and whatever support she had. Lora's plan was toast before it even got out of the gate, and she knew that for a fact. If any of these people wanted the chance to nail down even one of their enemies in this live arena, then they needed to stick together and come up with a plan. Before Lora could begin to say anything, the green light was given, prompting the Framewerks of "Team Sigma" to launch. 

As the huge doors of the hangar whirred up, inching apart to expose the lighting of the Solaire Ruin Arena, Lora revved up her Framewerk proper. The sound of roaring thrusters and deafening thunders of titanic footsteps shook anyone standing in the vicinity. Grunting, the pilot of Dynasty pushed open on the burners, having to wrangle the controls to get her desired effect. After a few preliminary steps from the hangar, the flight system engaged in full and began to carry Dynasty through the air at a brisk forward glide, the huge blaster cannons dragging on the earth marginally. Within moments, the various Frames were out on the open fields of Zone A, engaging their first actions. Logic Gate propelled itself to the upper reaches of the sky, sending back down a virtual map of the surrounding space immediate the fields. 

"At this point, I am against the notion of splitting ourselves into smaller groups."

"No shit," Lora bleated back to Harold as she shoved the controls, quick to admit the flaw in her idea now that the real situation had been revealed. Curse Lorenzo and his pension for making everything into a damn puzzle. "We need to get all together and get a plan of attack going. A team formation may be harder to pin down and should be able to take on a few Frames at once." 

It felt a bit strange, having to speak so much in battle now- and wanting to, in fact. So far, Lora had primarily understood that maintaining a Synchronization with a Framewerk required a certain level of concentration. Now that she was actually within a live combat situation, she found herself needing to divide her focus and help manage the team.

What, why? Help manage the team- What exactly made her so obligated to do that? Surely, Harold's words gave a good enough impression that he knew enough about squad tactics to lead everyone through this. And yet, Lora felt some responsibility in her hands regardless, as if she was the one that got them into this mess and so wanted to get everyone out in one piece. Or was it just some instinct as an older sister - or a survivor of war - to protect those she knew, even for a brief moment? Perhaps it went even deeper, into the territory of some subconscious grudge against Harold himself to which she would not be outdone.

Whatever the case, Lora had to decide what she wanted. Pour everything into her combat ability and trust everyone to do their part, or take charge and lead the group with her own brand of tactics? Considering her social status so far, Dynasty's pilot highly considered the former- only to recall the presence of the ace Framewerk pilot on the field, who Lora likely couldn't hope to hold a match to her fire. If this team wanted to do their best, they needed to be a team - and to do that, they needed someone to guide them.

Dynasty leaned over, shifting its flight path on one side to better face and direct the others as the pilot began to build upon the others' words. "They have more of them, yes, but that doesn't mean we have plenty of us. Safety in numbers, after all." Lora looked towards the people starting to head towards the Forest of Pillars and waved them down. "We need to stick together in a group and give us that benefit," she insisted, struggling to manage the throttle fully, "No point in attempting any sneak attacks if they have radar, and at least one of them should.

"Let's get moving and- Sigma, what're you doing-?" Lora was able to witness the strange pilot's machine suddenly careen off at high speed toward the great pillar in the center, indicated as the Tower of Power on Logic Gate's scan map. Oh, this wasn't going to end well for her, surely, even if she had the best intentions. 

"Okay, alright-... Eiswolf, go ahead and secure the tower. Atty, Black Star- one of you should go support her. Everyone else, get together in the pillars- We'll make our stand there, like Harold said," Lora tried to set down her plan as quickly and cleanly as she could afford over the team broadband, pulling her machine over to head into the landscape swarmed with the giant towers. "Logic Gate, can you watch your feeds and alert us to incoming hostiles? We'll be headed into Zones B and G. 

"Everyone got that? Let's go!" She finished off with no wait for a response, and then pushed on her throttle to send Dynasty into the maze of pillars in Zone B, arms tucked to hold the blaster cannons at the ready for whatever approached her...