Kanna nods, inside her own Armor, hastily strapping into the harness. She really, really wishes she could stop fucking doing this, but she was needed on the front lines of the raid... and when it came to combat, sometimes, no one less would do. "Confirmed. On sortie now."
She, and her custom Zepter, stride forward, breaking almost immediately into a run out of Terra's paling, crashing one clawed hand into the waiting torso of her immediate opponent, and landed a spiked elbow into another. She beckons them both, a bit cockily, and has almost certainly bitten off more than she can chew, but the evacuees are safe... For now. "Get them into the ships! Quickly!"
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Date: 2025-04-12 01:15 am (UTC)She, and her custom Zepter, stride forward, breaking almost immediately into a run out of Terra's paling, crashing one clawed hand into the waiting torso of her immediate opponent, and landed a spiked elbow into another. She beckons them both, a bit cockily, and has almost certainly bitten off more than she can chew, but the evacuees are safe... For now. "Get them into the ships! Quickly!"