...Soren understood what they were saying. He had piloted the Bulb a long time ago, even though it was not his bonded Mecha.
People could typically only pilot one Mecha at a time.
Each Mechs was specifically designed for its pilot and its Shade.
Soren was the abnormal exception.
Soren looked at tge expressionless faces of Red and Black, and in their eyes, managed to find brimming emotion threatening to burst out.
It was ear that Soren was their enemy. But they were willing to throw alm that aside simply because of the love they had for their home.
Right now, they did not say it, but they were begging him to pilot the Soul Mecha.
Soren looked at the beautiful monster below. In all honesty, he had doubts. He had a lot of doubts.
As far as he knew, Oracle Class mechas—an old kind were not like normal mechas. There was also the fact that their pilots did not exactly have the best history when it came to sanity.
