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With no windows to admire the view and the constant drone of the jet engines droning out any chance at having a proper conversation, the time between the 2nd Tactical Academy and the Western District was largely boring. Under his breath, Tian-Gui hummed an inaudible tune as his knee bounced up and down, a rapid pace that punctuated the orders of their Lieutenant as she detailed the missions. It was a routine affair, and some might even consider it to be boring, but the Chinese student didn’t mind it at all. Monster slaying was a temporary measure; fixing infrastructure had long term effects. It was a worthy operation, one that aligned excellently with Fiore’s own Psychic Drive. He smiled at the smaller girl as the Osprey landed, before immediately leaping off his seat and heading outside.

Oh, it was a pleasure to breathe.

Years ago, the damage to the district must have been traumatizing, but now that greenery hid the greatest scars, the abandoned area looked beautiful in a haunting way. He raised his eyes towards the sky, tracking the position of the Sun, before nodding once more. Good weather meant high visibility, and high visibility meant that Cellica would have happy shooting as well. Ideal conditions everywhere, really. His phone came out next, the lacking cell reception being the only cloud in an otherwise clear sky, before Tian-Gui rolled back his sleeve to reveal the scarlet-and-gold amulet on his wrist.

[b][color=ed1c24][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJ0I9LQ2EOA]“Final Red…”[/url][/color][/b]

Crossing his arms, Tian-Gui ran his psychic power through his Armament, a golden light flashing as identification was confirmed. His right hand thrust to grab the fiery power of the red sun, and his left hand reached out to draw upon the might of the earth’s magma core. A stream of golden energy coursed through his body, as real and powerful as the blood that flowed through his veins, before it covered his form entirely.

[b][color=ed1c24]“TRANSFORM!”[/color][/b]

Straight red lines shot through the golden haze, while brilliant white burst from the back. Within the convalescing Armanent, twin orbs of burning blue flashed with righteousness and courage. And then, like the thunder that followed after lightning, the roar of a lion resounded through the minds of all that watched the transformation, before the veil was lifted.

Where Tian-Gui once stood, there was now a titan of golden armor, a snow-white mane stretching out from the back of a large, angular mask. Vestiges of flame radiated from the titan’s form, before it cooled, massive gauntlets closing and opening.

Then, as if nothing super anime had happened at all, the titan walked back into the Osprey to grab a set of four backup batteries, strapping it over his back with nary a grunt.

[color=ed1c24][b]“Alright,”[/b] [/color]came Tian-Gui’s voice, reverberating slightly from within the armored suit, [color=ed1c24][b]“Celli, Fi, let’s set a good pace, yeah? Would be pretty bad to be heading back only when it got dark, ‘fter all.”[/b][/color]