"...I think it...was." Max muttered darkly, a hint of anger in his voice. "Let's try it. AND YOU, KICK HIS ASS." He said, holding out his key, yelling at Akira and Hana. It jerked forward, throwing him to the ground. "Aha! Think we got something!" He said, letting the key lead the way, not bothering to question the power behind it suddenly having a mind of it's own. It did, so no need to question it. It suddenly plunged into the ground, some sort of force blowing aaway the sand, revealing it had inserted it's self into a green sphere...

The white machine dodged the blades with greatest of ease, his machine going...unnaturally smoothly, like a human. It grabbed ahold of Akira's mech, and spun it around, trying to block Hana's move with it, thinking it was simple a palm strike. Some confused flood the pilot's mind wen the knife stabbed through a part of Akira's mech, hitting him in the shoulder.