It was difficult to decide what to make of the situation Team Sigma found themselves in. Terrible and fortunate things seemed to occur almost alternately of each other. 

The Mock Battle turned out not to be against each other, but versus another team. But these guys had numerical superiority. Luckily Elora and Sigma managed to gain informational and strategic control of the area quickly, which gave everyone a much needed context to the battlefield. But turned out the communications system was rigged so the other team knew what was being planned the whole time. However, it seemed like almost all the other cadets are such poor pilots that they kill themselves faster than they dealt any sort of damage to Σ Framewerks. But their team leader was a super ace that is nigh untouchable. These events occurred in such rapid succession that the dominant emotion among most of the Σ pilots appeared to be confusion.

This was not the case with Roger Rooney. Well, he was confused, but his dominant emotion at the very moment was pain. Having a thorny whip squeezing your midsection was one of the less pleasant sensations he had felt in the past few months. Whoever decided that having a higher synch rate with your Framewerk meant feeling more pain from attacks was an asshole. It was probably Lorenzo too. 

Even in his thorn-riddled state, it was abundantly clear that the framewerk charging the lightning bolt shouldn't be allowed to fire it off. Luckily, a gun (usually) didn't need to be charged, and his gun didn't even need to be aimed with a great degree of accuracy due to its targeting computer. Even if Black Star didn't free him, Roger would do his best to rotate Yeager so it faced the electric Framewerk, and pump it full of lead.