[color=c4df9b][b]Samantha Brisinggart[/b][/color][hr]

Perhaps if the mobile suits could match the Swansong's speed, or even had grenade launchers instead of throwing it manually, things could had gone differently. But with that and all the debris she was leaving behind, the grenades did barely anything save for making her swerve right and left even more erratically, the grenades too slow to be able to catch her in its effective range.

She has found what she was looking for however. A sudden burst of air from a cut open hole, indicating it was a maintenance access port, which also doubles as an emergency escape tunnel in the event of a catastrophic failure of the colony. There was no way to effectively evacuate the huge amount of people in such events with just the few ports they currently have open after all.

[color=c4df9b]"Gotcha!"[/color]

Swerving around, she slammed right into two bits of the colony wall, the gun on the nose of her craft powering up as she doubled back, firing spikes towards the pursuing mobile suits.