Brian thought of landing a finishing blow on the last Judgement standing in the city with the small sword on the left hand and his mechanical frame acts just like his body, taking the poor mech's left arm off, causing the mech to explode into a large flame ball, which happens to not affect Brian's advanced mech. After making sure there are no enemy mechs remaining in the area, the pilot thought of pressing a big green button placed in front of him, which did not exist anywhere in his sight - not in the cockpit full of monitors, or the scenery from the monitors.

Suddenly, the monitors went black and the device attached to Brian's head came off, with a door opening as well. Brian stepped out from the cockpit which was attached to some machinery, but not a mechanical frame. The man proceeded to look at a mildly smiling person that is looking at a computer, with a mild frown on his face, "Hey, why is the simulator set to the lowest settings? Just about all the Judgements were literally running around the city and holding it's guns, not bothering me until it's too late! And seriously, why are they exploding? That wasn't a game or something!"

The computer man gave the pilot response without signs of kindness, "Well, I thought you wouldn't be able to defeat all the mechs unless they are basically walking targets. Don't blame me for this, blame yourself instead."

The pilot knew he was getting frustrated, so he took a deep breath and made up a smile, walking up to the computer man to give him a brief reply, "Well, looks like you were trying to let me win. However, if anything, I wanted to lose to an ace pilot rather than winning against walking targets. Could you mind that the next time?" The pilot proceeded to walk away from the computer guy, ending the conversation that might have went nowhere if continued.

"Why did the project manager assign someone with a grudge against me, as a person to overlook my training? That wasn't a good idea!" Brian said to himself as he walked down a corridor, trying to vent some steam where no one is looking at him, as to maintain his "nice person" image which he wanted to have. After some venting, the man proceeded to get into an elevator, going all the way into the ground floor, taking a glance at the arena turning into a domed one from a non-domed one, by using the still new non-physical shielding technology.