Miyuki wanted to know about the enemy.

"Yes, of course. The enemy."

The dreadful enemy.

"We don't know much about them. They don't respond with anything intelligible, they don't seem to have any sort of intelligence beyond their engineering capability. They don't coordinate, they don't communicate, they seem to only care about destroying, and building things to destroy with."

The holograms of the ship and the station disappeared in a swirl, and the swirl remained for a moment, "they're vicious."

The swirl settled into an image. The shrine, when it was still earthbound. The view picked up from watching the end of a broom, to see birds taking off in the distance. Something boomed. The view turned back, to see crystal growths across the shrine. Yumeiko's hand was held out, and three clumps of aevon flew toward her and began to orbit around her. Then, she moved cautiously toward the front of the shrine grounds.

A terrible roar of tortured flesh and metal announced the horrendous sight that burst from the tree line. The legs of an old walker tank were bound together by bone socketed into mechanical cylinders and muscle squeezing capacitors together to complete circuits and force the abomination to move. In the center of its mass, an exposed brain was being splashed with some obscene mixture of liquid, wires and chips protruding haphazardly.

The abbomination saw her and raised a cannon toward her without hesitation. One of the crystal chunks surrounding her shot out a laser before it could complete its aim, the cannon was blasted wide and a shot was fired into the base of the Torii gate.

Two more laser blasts were fired. The beast raised its other arm to block shots to vital parts of itself. A third shot took the arm off.

"This was an enemy I encountered before I ever took the shrine into the sky."

The battle continued, the monster closed and trashed the gate. The cannon got a shot off at her. The three crystal shards flew in front of her and a blue barrier raised, but shattered before the blast, the shards flying away behind her. Her cry of pain played from the - recording? memory? - punctuated her hand gripping her shoulder. New crystal formations gathered in front of her, spun, and unleashed a larger laser blast that tore through the behemoth's defenses, and it fell. The image showed her shoulder, and a piece of shrapnel from a wound.

The video presentation ended, the image dissipating into a swirl once more.

"They're tough. Tenacious. Reasonless."