Bedivere's POV
The flames painted the world in shades of red and gold.
Bedivere turned his head toward the two approaching silhouettes — one sleek, angular, its armor a deep black that caught the firelight, and the other the more familiar frame of a Federation Scorpio.
The smaller suit was nothing special — but the other one…
Bedivere narrowed his eyes inside his helmet.
"That… That's no ordinary mobile suit."
As the black giant stepped forward into the light, his breath caught. The horned crest. The armored chest plating. The aura of something meant for war.
A single word slipped from his lips.
"Gundam…?"
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He sat back in his seat, clicking his tongue.
"Well… never mind."
His gloved fingers tightened around his controls.
"All I need is to eliminate that fake Gundam, and my mission is completed."
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Bedivere's Gundam moved like a predator, raising its gleaming lance. The tip glowed white-hot as it charged.
"Die! Mongrel!" he roared, thrusting forward with enough force to split the black Gundam in two.
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But the black giant moved faster than expected.
In a blur, the Gundam Thanatos drew its massive sword — and the two weapons met with a thunderclap of sparks.
The impact pushed both suits back, but Thanatos held its ground. The lance slid away, deflected in a single, precise motion.
Bedivere's eyes widened.
"What?!"
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The black Gundam stepped forward, its pilot's voice cutting through comms — cold, commanding.
"Kaedin — go back to camp. Report to the generals and evacuate everyone, now."
There was no hesitation in the Scorpio pilot's reply.
"Understood! Don't die, Nura—"
The name hit Bedivere like a hammer to the chest.
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For a moment, the battlefield went silent to him.
That voice. The memory of a burning battlefield. The image of Bors' Gundam collapsing under a final, fatal blow.
His teeth ground together.
"It's you…" he whispered, venom dripping from every syllable.
The comm channel crackled as Bedivere's fury boiled over.
"So you're the Scorpio pilot who killed Bors… Stray child of the Earth — I will kill you and avenge Bors!"
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Kaedin's Scorpio burst out of the treeline, its landing thrusters kicking up dirt as it skidded into the clearing. Soldiers and engineers in the rebel camp turned in alarm as the young lieutenant leapt from the cockpit.
"General Halsten! General Kurein!" he shouted, helmet still on. "It's Camelot! One of their Gundams — it's here! Nura's engaging it right now!"
The camp erupted in voices, orders flying. Civilians were herded toward the evacuation point. Engines roared as Mobile Suits powered up.
But back at the blast zone…
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Bedivere's POV
Through the static-ridden comms, the voice cut through — steady, cold, unyielding.
"Kaedin, get back to camp. Report to Halsten and Kurein. Now."
Bedivere froze mid-step. That voice…
It was him.
His grip on the lance tightened until the servos strained.
"You… you're the one…" his voice trembled, not from fear, but from rage.
"The Scorpio pilot… the wretch who slew Bors!"
Thanatos said nothing. The black Gundam simply raised its greatsword.
Bedivere's fury ignited like a storm.
"I will tear you from that cockpit and make you regret the day you drew breath!"
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He charged, thrusters blazing. The lance blurred in a flurry of lightning-fast thrusts — faster than before, each strike aiming not just to pierce, but to maim, to break armor, to rip Thanatos apart piece by piece.
Nura braced, parrying, deflecting, but the sheer speed forced him on the defensive. Sparks rained down like molten stars as the weapons clashed again and again.
Bedivere's voice was a constant snarl in his ear.
"Bors was a Knight! An honored warrior! And you—" CLANG! "—are nothing but a gutter-born killer!" CLANG! "I'll drive this lance through your heart!"
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Thanatos caught one vicious stab and shoved it wide, countering with a heavy, two-handed slash. Bedivere sidestepped, the black blade slicing a shallow gash across his Gundam's flank.
"You dare wound me?!" Bedivere roared, rage boiling over.
He spun, using the momentum to drive the butt of the lance into Thanatos's chest, then followed with a thrust so hard it cratered the earth behind Nura when it missed.
The shockwave rattled Thanatos's frame.
Nura gritted his teeth. "You think yelling makes you stronger?"
Bedivere's retort was a furious bellow.
"No, vengeance does!"
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With a final surge, Bedivere tackled Thanatos, slamming him through a burning tree, pinning the black Gundam to the dirt. The tip of the glowing lance pressed against its visor, centimeters from ending the fight.
"This is for Bors—!" Bedivere's voice shook with pure hatred.
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Chapter 13 – "Light of the Spear" (continued)
The roar of battle echoed through the air as Thanatos pushed forward with raw, unrelenting power. Bedivere's Gundam groaned under the pressure, struggling to hold its ground as Thanatos's greatsword cleaved through the smoke-filled air. The force behind the strike was undeniable, and Bedivere's once-confident stance faltered under the overwhelming strength of his opponent.
Thanatos was more than just a machine. It was a beast. A beast that had no intention of giving up.
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With a ferocious grunt, Nura pulled the controls hard to the left, pushing Thanatos's massive frame into a wide, brutal swing. The greatsword collided with Bedivere's right shoulder and pushed the lance out of its line of sight. The force sent a ripple through Bedivere's cockpit, and the moment of weakness was all Thanatos needed.
"Die, mongrel!" Bedivere shouted in frustration, thrusting the lance forward again, but Nura was already prepared.
"I can't die yet-!" Nura shout under his breath, shifting the sword's weight. He met the lance with a horizontal slash, the greatsword catching the attack with expert precision. Bedivere's lance sparked and twisted under the massive pressure of the swing, but it was the unexpected next move that caught Bedivere off guard.
Without warning, Thanatos's sword shifted.
"HAAARGRGHHH-!!!"
Nura scream of war cry as he swing, it wasn't just a swing—it was a blow of overwhelming force.
In a swift, calculated move, Thanatos cut downward with all its might. Bedivere's right arm, the very weapon that had held the lance steady, was sliced clean off in one smooth strike. Sparks erupted from the joint, and the severed arm dropped to the ground in a clattering heap.
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Bedivere's voice crackled through the comms, fury and disbelief coating his words.
"No way?! Gundam Bedivere was supposed to be stronger than that fake Gundam—but how?!"
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The momentum was completely lost. Bedivere's Gundam staggered backward, its remaining arm flailing in the air as if it were trying to regain balance. But there was no escaping the raw force now surging from Thanatos. The overwhelming might of the Gundam had turned the tide of the battle completely.
Nura's eyes narrowed, focusing entirely on his next strike. His voice, cold and resolute, echoed through the cockpit as his grip tightened on the controls.
"I..i still can't die yet. For my revenge, my parents, my comrade, Graven and for People!"
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Thanatos advanced, its massive legs digging into the earth as it closed the distance between the two machines. Bedivere attempted to raise its remaining arm in defense, but the lack of a right limb made it clumsy, slower. Thanatos took advantage, charging forward with a brutal headbutt that collided directly with Bedivere's chest.
Bedivere's Gundam was sent reeling, its feet dragging through the dirt as it stumbled back, its torso now bent at a sharp angle. The armor around the wound crackled with sparks. Bedivere had nowhere to retreat to.
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Nura's heart pounded in his chest, and he knew this fight was almost over. He could feel the weight of the battle in his bones, but something inside him stirred—a sense of finality.
Bedivere's last attempt to retaliate came with a desperate roar as he activated the remaining thrusts in his thrusters, charging headlong at Thanatos. But it was a last-ditch effort, one driven by pure rage rather than strategy.
Thanatos, however, was calm. Controlled.
With a deep breath, Nura slammed the controls forward, letting Thanatos charge into the oncoming assault. Bedivere's lance came down with all its might—but Nura was faster.
With a single motion, Thanatos shifted its stance, slashing upward with the greatsword.
The sharp steel cleaved through the lance with a deafening screech, then swung downward to deliver the final blow—a massive, crushing strike that hit Bedivere's remaining arm. Bedivere's remaining hand flew off from the force, and the Gundam was left defenseless, barely standing.
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"This is where you fall," Nura said, his voice cold but filled with certainty.
Bedivere's cockpit cracked with static as the final remnants of the Gundam were overwhelmed. Bedivere's voice, now barely audible, and he muttered something inside the cockpit.
"I'm sorry Agravain...looks like i have to abandoned your teachings for teach me how to use lance."
"And forgive me Your Majesty...For using this."
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The battlefield fell silent after the clash, Thanatos standing tall over the broken and battered form of Gundam Bedivere. Nura's breath was heavy as he stared down at the fallen enemy, the greatsword still resting in Thanatos's grip. Victory was in his grasp, but there was an unsettling feeling deep in his gut, a sense that something was not right.
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Bedivere's cockpit was quiet for a moment, but then, amidst the silence, a faint whisper cut through the comms, barely audible but carrying a chilling weight.
"System... Activated..."
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Nura's heart skipped a beat. His eyes widened as the words echoed in his ears. He didn't understand what was happening, but he felt a shift in the air—a hum of energy he could not place. It felt as though the world itself had held its breath.
And then, it came.
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A sudden, blinding light erupted from Gundam Bedivere. The brilliance of the glow surged outward like a shockwave, exploding in every direction. The light was so intense, so pure, that it seemed to freeze time itself for a split second. Thanatos's sensors screamed in protest, unable to process the overwhelming brightness that swallowed the battlefield whole.
Nura's eyes widened in shock as his Gundam was enveloped by the radiant light. He shielded his eyes, instinctively pulling his head back, but the light continued to pulse, cutting through the darkness like a divine beacon.
"What is this?!" Nura muttered under his breath, his hands trembling on the controls.
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The light was so bright, so pure, that even General Halsten, General Kurein, and Kaedin—who had retreated to the camp for safety—stopped in their tracks. They had just begun to move toward the evacuation route when the light broke over the horizon. The explosion of energy was so immense that even from a distance, it left them breathless, their vision blurred from the sheer intensity of it.
Kaedin stumbled back, shielding his eyes.
"What the hell is that?" he gasped.
General Kurein, his expression hardening, swore under his breath. "Oh gods..."
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The light continued to pulse, swirling around the battered form of Bedivere. The air around the Gundam crackled with raw energy as if the very atmosphere had been transformed into a storm of pure power. It was unnatural—impossible.
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And then, with an earth-shattering roar, Bedivere's voice pierced the chaos.
"AGATERAMMM!!!"
The war cry, fierce and primal, echoed across the field, filling the hearts of every soldier, every civilian, and every warrior present with a deep, gnawing fear. It was as if the cry of a beast had reverberated through the very fabric of reality itself.
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And that was when the impossible happened.
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Bedivere's right arm—once severed—reformed. A brilliant light enveloped the joint where it had been sliced away. The energy seemed to weave together, piece by piece, as the arm regrew, forming a new, almost divine limb, its surface glowing like molten silver. The left arm followed suit, a similar burst of light filling the air with blinding energy.
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But it didn't stop there.
From the brilliant glow around Bedivere, a new weapon materialized in the Gundam's right hand. A sword.
It wasn't just any sword. It was radiant, forged from the very light that had enveloped the Gundam. The blade hummed with power, the kind of raw energy that threatened to tear apart anything in its path. The air vibrated with its presence, the very atmosphere around it rippling as if the sword itself had some kind of gravity that bent the world around it.
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Nura's mouth went dry. His fingers froze on the controls as he stared in disbelief at the impossible scene unfolding before him. Bedivere's Gundam, which had been defeated moments ago, was now revived—more powerful than ever.
"What… what is this?" Nura whispered, his voice barely audible as he fought to make sense of it. The battle he had fought so hard for was slipping from his grasp.
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Bedivere's voice crackled through the comms once more, filled with sheer rage and determination.
"For Bors! For Your Majesty-!"
With a roar, Bedivere swung the newly forged sword high, the light streaming off the blade like lightning. The ground beneath the Gundam's feet trembled, as if even the earth feared what was about to come.
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Nura gritted his teeth, his pulse racing. "You monster-!!"
His mind raced. He couldn't let this happen. He couldn't let Bedivere's revival be the end. He had to end it now.
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As the light blazed, Bedivere took a step forward, his new sword raised high. There was no more strategy in his movements—only sheer, brutal force. The power of the weapon seemed to warp the very air, and with one swift motion, he charged toward Thanatos.
Thanatos's sensors buzzed with warning signs as the sword's energy neared, but Nura wasn't about to back down. He roared in defiance, activating every ounce of power in Thanatos's frame as he slammed the controls forward.
It was no longer a battle of strength. It was a battle of wills.
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But as Bedivere's blade came crashing down, Nura could feel the weight of the moment. This wasn't just a fight anymore. This was something bigger. Something greater.
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The battlefield held its breath as the clash of these two titans echoed through the night, the light of Bedivere's blade reflecting the shining resolve of Nura's own. It was a battle that would define their fates—and the fate of the world itself.
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The battlefield was a twisted landscape of chaos, where the very air crackled with raw power, and the ground trembled under the weight of an unimaginable force. Bedivere, now reborn from the depths of destruction, stood before Thanatos, the light of his sword a blinding beacon of fury.
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Nura, his body tense inside the cockpit of Gundam Thanatos, could feel his heartbeat thundering in his chest. The sheer intensity of the power emanating from Gundam Bedivere was overwhelming. His mind raced to comprehend what he was up against. There was no logic, no sense to it. The energy, the raw violence that swirled around the sword, was unlike anything Nura had ever seen. It was beyond comprehension, a force that defied the very rules of battle.
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Bedivere screamed, his voice distorted by the sheer intensity of his cry:
"For Your Majesty—!! For Bors—!!"
With that, the Gundam swung its sword. The air vibrated, almost as if time itself slowed down. The blade—Agateram, the divine sword of light—cut through the air, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.
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The force of the swing shattered everything in its path. The wind itself seemed to buckle under the pressure, bending as if the very atmosphere feared the power of the sword. And the sound—it was as though the universe itself was splitting apart, torn by the force of that reckless swing.
Nura barely had time to react. He yanked on the controls, pushing Thanatos into a desperate evasive roll, narrowly avoiding the blinding edge of Agateram. But the sheer power of the swing still rattled the cockpit, sending shockwaves through his entire body.
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This is madness!
Nura could feel his heart pounding in his throat. He was barely managing to stay in control, every movement a frantic dance to avoid Bedivere's unpredictable swings. Each time the sword swung, the air around him trembled with an otherworldly energy, and the very ground beneath them seemed to crack and shatter as if the earth itself couldn't withstand the onslaught.
The destruction was indiscriminate. The terrain was ripped apart with each strike, the force of Agateram's swing carving gashes through the earth like a blade through flesh. Trees splintered, rocks shattered into dust, and the sky seemed to darken as the light from Bedivere's sword cast an ominous glow over the battlefield.
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As Nura twisted the controls, desperately trying to maneuver Thanatos out of the sword's path, he saw something that stopped him cold.
Bedivere's face was a mask of pain, his eyes bleeding with dark tears that streamed down his face. His nose and mouth were smeared with blood, and his body jerked as though each swing of Agateram was tearing him apart from the inside. Yet, there was a terrifying determination in his expression, an insanity that drove him to keep swinging recklessly.
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"What kind of power is this...?!" Nura whispered in horror, his voice barely audible. The sight before him was incomprehensible. He had fought many battles, but nothing had ever prepared him for this—this was something beyond all reason, beyond all logic.
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Bedivere's next swing was even more brutal. The sword cleaved the air with an unholy roar, and the very world seemed to bend in response. The force of the strike shook the earth beneath Nura's feet, and the ground erupted in a violent explosion of dirt and debris as the blade impacted the landscape. The destruction was immediate, a deep gash that ran for miles, as if Bedivere's rage had cut through the very heart of the world itself.
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The impact reverberated through Thanatos's frame, and Nura could feel his bones rattle. Sweat poured down his face as he struggled to maintain control of his Gundam. He could hear the thrusters powering up, but the sheer intensity of Bedivere's attacks was forcing him to the edge.
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"What..the hell is this...?" Nura thought in terror.
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Then, as if driven by some primal force, Bedivere swung again, the blade glowing brighter than ever before. The air felt as though it had been shredded by the sword's power, and the ground beneath them trembled, unable to withstand the might of Agateram.
Nura barely managed to push Thanatos out of the way in time, but as he did, the tip of the sword grazed the side of Thanatos's arm, causing an explosion of sparks and light. The force of the impact rocked Thanatos, and for a brief moment, Nura thought he might lose control. His vision blurred, and his pulse raced as the shockwaves sent ripples through his mind.
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Bedivere let out another guttural scream. His body was clearly breaking down, blood pouring from his eyes, nose, and mouth, but it didn't seem to matter. He was consumed by the need to destroy, by the madness of his mission.
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"You won't defeat me, mongrel!" Bedivere bellowed, his voice growing hoarse as he swung the sword once more.
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In that moment, Nura realized the full extent of the danger they were in. This wasn't just a battle. This was a battle of survival. If he didn't act quickly, if he didn't find a way to counter Bedivere's power, then this battlefield would be their grave.
With every swing of Agateram, Bedivere's madness consumed him further, and the battlefield descended further into chaos. The very world around them seemed to be unraveling, and Nura knew that if he didn't stop this, if he didn't find a way to counter this holy force, everything—everyone—was doomed.
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As Nura gathered his resolve, the sword of Bedivere swung again, and this time, there was no avoiding it. The sky seemed to crack open with the intensity of the attack, and Nura knew that the time for evasion was running out.
The clash between them was now inevitable.
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The sky split in two.
Bedivere's Agateram sword, crackling with divine fury, swung down with a force that seemed to tear the very fabric of reality. The blade's sheer power split the air around it, and the earth quaked beneath its descent. Nura, his eyes wide with terror and desperation, had only one choice: Charge.
In that instant, his mind made the decision for him. There was no time for second-guessing. He had to push through. He had to fight back, even if it meant the end of everything.
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"Damn it... I have no choice!" Nura thought, the blood rushing in his ears. He slammed his foot onto the accelerator, thrusting the controls forward. Gundam Thanatos responded, surging toward Bedivere with reckless speed.
Bedivere's eyes widened as Thanatos closed the distance. The massive sword above him began its downward swing, the Agateram blade glowing like the wrath of the heavens themselves.
Nura's pulse pounded in his throat. His instincts screamed at him to pull back, to avoid the attack, but there was no more room for fear. He had to win.
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Time seemed to slow as the sword came crashing down, a storm of light and fury. Thanatos surged forward, almost at a reckless pace, and in a flash of light, the two Gundams collided in a collision of godlike power and steel.
The Agateram blade struck with a deafening boom, the shockwave sending a ripple through the landscape that seemed to split the very sky.
The impact sent an explosion of light and fire surging outward, consuming everything in its wake.
And then, Nura felt it.
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The explosion sent him flying backward in his seat, the sudden force of the blast shaking every part of his body. His vision blurred, and his breath came in short, ragged gasps. He could feel blood dripping from his forehead as the pain coursed through him like fire.
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Thanatos's left leg—the powerful limb designed for speed, agility, and power—was gone. Shredded. The jagged edges of metal and wiring were all that remained, and the agony that shot through Nura's body was indescribable.
But he couldn't stop.
He couldn't afford to stop.
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"No... I can't...!" Nura gritted his teeth, sweat mingling with the blood dripping down his face. He saw through the cockpit display that his leg was gone. The Gundam's right arm was shaking, weakened. But there was one thing left.
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Thanatos's greatsword.
With bloodied hands and gritted teeth, Nura slammed his fist into the control panel, activating the last of his reserves. His heart raced as the system went into overdrive, and with one final push, Thanatos's greatsword surged forward, lifted by sheer force of will.
The air howled around him, and in one brutal moment, Nura thrust his sword into the sky.
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Bedivere, his eyes wide with madness, watched the incoming strike. He was barely able to react. His body was falling apart. The blood pouring from his eyes, nose, and mouth blurred his vision, and his body refused to respond to his commands.
Thanatos's sword came down with a final, merciless swing, aimed directly at Bedivere's body.
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"No... no... NO!" Bedivere roared, but the voice was more of a howl of desperation than anything else. His grip tightened around Agateram as if he could somehow stop the inevitable. But it was too late.
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The blade of Agateram rose defensively, trying to block the oncoming strike. But Thanatos's greatsword, powered by sheer desperation and fury, cleaved through it like a hot knife through butter. The two blades met in a catastrophic clash of divine light and steel, but Thanatos's sword did not stop.
Suddenly Bedivere has a flashback of Bors and Arthur King
"Ah...Bors...Your Majesty..."
"Forgive me..."
As he muttered and closed his both eyes and accepted his fate to die.
"For Camelo-"
It cut through Agateram.
It cut through the very fabric of Bedivere's Gundam.
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The greatsword ripped through the center of Bedivere's Gundam with a deafening scream. The force of the blow cut Bedivere's Gundam into two, the split forming a jagged rift along the cockpit, blood splattering across the shattered screens of his HUD.
Nura could feel the shockwave travel through the cockpit, his own body jerking from the impact, but he couldn't stop.
He couldn't afford to stop.
Then it was over.
Nura's body heaved with ragged breaths as he collapsed back into his seat, the last remnants of his strength fading. His vision swam, a black haze creeping into the corners of his sight. Blood dripped from his forehead and pooled in his lap as he looked out at the ruins of Gundam Bedivere.
The battlefield, once a chaotic, violent storm of destruction, was now still—eerily so. Only the crackle of burning debris and the distant rumble of collapsing earth filled the silence.
Thanatos standing, even it leg was not there and battered and bloodied, but still standing.
Nura's voice—weak, barely audible—slipped through the comms. "...It's... over..."
He could hear nothing but the static of the comms as his Gundam stood victorious, its sword raised, the light of Agateram slowly dying in the distance.