He bore a Mirage Edge and held it to his side. He channeled the brunt of his very soul into the blade, alighting it and burning his fingertips. A reversal of the grip, a tear along the horizon’s edge, and a shockwave of brilliant cerulean ripped across the divide and met its target in the Gundam’s engine. It slowed less than Vergil expected— the source of the Secretary’s speed evidently came more from his position than his vessel. But it would be enough. The gap between them closed at a hastened pace.

- Ragnarust Round 2