But who would've thought he'd see that part of his design in action today?
Because of a development no one had predicted, the battle took a sharp turn.
Marshal Julian's grip on Luca's mecha arm tightened, just as a sharp hiss sounded. A split second later, the white mecha's left arm detached entirely, breaking free with a jolt as Luca drove a puncturing tool directly into the severed forearm.
Fluid erupted in a sudden spray.
"!!!"
"What the—"
The crowd reeled, stunned into silence before noise returned in a rush.
Duke Leander jolted up with a strangled sob, horrified at the sight of his son's mecha losing an arm. His trembling hands clutched at the railing as he swayed in shock.
But then—
"No. Look, our son… He actually detached it himself," Duchess Amelia said in a similarly surprised fashion, eyes narrowing. "Look closer."
And she was right.
