Achoo!
Far from the chaos on land, a certain golden-eyed son suddenly sneezed so hard that D-29 paused mid-calculation.
"Brother! Are you alright?" came a panicked voice from the blonde trembling cozily inside another mecha.
"I'm fine!" Luca said, rubbing his nose.
But the concerned, marginally taller brother wasn't convinced. Just as expected, it was really ideal to always hold it with his left hand!
"Brother, I have a revive pill! I think you should take one!"
Luca blinked. "Oh, it's okay, brother, I'm not dying!"
"But—"
"Don't worry," Luca said cheerfully. "D-29 says my vitals are all normal! Maybe someone just remembered me!" reassured the little money-grubber, who was certain that nothing could stop him from continuing his mission of exploration and enrichment.
He smiled innocently, utterly unaware that "someone" happened to be an entire battlefield full of soldiers who were either terrified, inspired, or praying to their ancestors because of one Duke Kyros.
